If a girl starts out all casual with a guy and she doesnt tell him that she wants a relationship it will never become a relationship. If you give the guy the impression that casual is okay with you thats all hell ever want. Be straight with him from the start. If he gets scared and runs away he wasnt right for you.

Afterward I had the last laugh. I made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up but hey-when you are the son of Poseidon you dont have to hurry. And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.

My mother... she is beautiful softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her.

It was many and many a year agoIn a kingdom by the seaThat a maiden there lived whom you may knowBy the name of ANNABEL LEEAnd this maiden she lived with no other thoughtThan to love and be loved by me.I was a child and she was a childIn this kingdom by the seaBut we loved with a love that was more than love-I and my Annabel LeeWith a love that the winged seraphs of heavenCoveted her and me.And this was the reason that long agoIn this kingdom by the seaA wind blew out of a cloud chillingMy beautiful Annabel LeeSo that her highborn kinsman cameAnd bore her away from meTo shut her up in a sepulchreIn this kingdom by the sea.The angels not half so happy in heavenWent envying her and me-Yes- that was the reason as all men knowIn this kingdom by the seaThat the wind came out of the cloud by nightChilling and killing my Annabel Lee.But our love it was stronger by far than the loveOf those who were older than we-Of many far wiser than we-And neither the angels in heaven aboveNor the demons down under the seaCan ever dissever my soul from the soulOf the beautiful Annabel Lee.For the moon never beams without bringing me dreamsOf the beautiful Annabel LeeAnd the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyesOf the beautiful Annabel LeeAnd so all the night-tide I lie down by the sideOf my darling- my darling- my life and my brideIn the sepulchre there by the seaIn her tomb by the sounding sea.

Im lonely. Why do you think I had to learn to act so independent I also get mad too quickly and I hog the covers and my second toe is longer than my big one. My hair has its own zip code. Plus I get certifiably crazy when Ive got PMS. You dont love someone because theyre perfect. You love them in spite of the fact that theyre not.

She was my dream. She made me who I am and holding her in my arms was more natural to me than my own heartbeat. I think about her all the time. Even now when Im sitting here I think about her. There could never have been another.

People have forgotten this truth the fox said. But you mustnt forget it. You become responsible forever for what youve tamed. Youre responsible for your rose.

Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in the womans womb only to gather strength he nourishes himself from this fusion and then he rises and goes into the world into his work into battle into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy completion. Woman may be busy too but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which she is bathed and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb she is fulfilled each act of love a taking of man within her an act of birth and rebirth of child rearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act to be. But for woman the climax is not in the birth but in the moment man rests inside of her.

No matter how much you think you love somebody youll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close.

I know enough to know that no woman should ever marry a man who hated his mother.