Why Don't You Put Your

Broken Hearts Healed. Maybe The Cracks Were Always There, Like Thin Scars, But They Healed. People Lived And Worked, Laughed And Ate, Walked And Talked With Those Cracks For Many, Even The Scars Healed And They Loved Again.

I Hate Patience. Slows Everything Down.

What Time Is It In New York?" He Shook His Head. "an Hour Later Than It Is Here. The Earth Simply Has To Revolve, Eve, However Annoying It Is For You." "it Can Revolve All It Wants. I Just Don't See Why People Can't Settle On The Same Time.

...she'd Gone Past Interest, Swung Into Attraction, Burst Through Lust, Tripped Over Affection, And Was Now Skidding Out Of Control Into Love.

You Have To Trust Or You're Only Living Half A Life.