How is it possible to find meaning in a finite world, given my waist and shirt size?
How is it possible to find meaning in a finite world, given my waist and shirt size?
The sweetest noise on earth, a woman's tongue; A string which hath no discord.
Love is faithful, love is kind, love is patient. Love is not—I wasn't thinking.
The more time I spent with him, the more I knew the feelings weren't going away.
—Marie KondĹŤ in The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up
Don't think you're special. Lots of women get him. No one keeps him.