Can You Hate Someone For What They

Frankly, I Wonder Who Frank Was, And Why He Has An Adverb All To Himself.

What Is Right, In The End, Is Not Always What It Seems To Be, And Some Rules Are Better Broken.

But Love Wasn't About Sacrifice, And It Wasn't About Falling Short Of Someone's Expectations. By Definition, Love Made You Better Than Good Enough; It Redefined Perfection To Include Your Traits, Instead Of Excluding Them. All Any Of Us Wanted, Really, Was To Know That We Counted. That Someone Else's Life Would Not Have Been As Rich Without Us Here.

No, Honestly, My Mouth Shouldn't Be Able To Function Unless My Brain's Engaged.

It Is Always Hardest For Me To Write A Book That Has Kids In It Close To My Kids' Ages. It Is Always Hardest For Me To Write A Book That Has Kids In It Close To My Kids' Ages.