You Can't Quantify Love, And If You

I Think That We Have To Consciously Be Aware That Every Moment We're In, Every Different Stage In Our Lives, We Can Control.

Then He Continues His Rant,saying, "and Even If I Didn't Know Them, I Know Their Type." "and What Type Is That?" She Asks,leaning Foward In Her Chair,yearning For Confirmation That He Gets It,that They Are Like-minded In Their Observations Of Others And The Circumspect Way They View The World. "oh,let's See," He Says,rubbing His Jaw. "superficial.artificial.sheep. They're More Worried About How They Come Across To Others Than Who They Really Are.they Exhaust Themselves In Their Pursuit Of Things That Don't Really Matter.

But Certainly Not Everyday You Can Find Someone Who Wants To Have A Monogamous Relationship

I Try To Recognize That There Is No Such Thing As Having It All - And It's Impossible To Be Perfect. You Just Have To Let Certain Things Go.

There Are Two Kinds Of Sorry. There Is The Sorry Imbued With Regret. And A Pure Sorry. The Kind That Is Merely Asking For Forgiveness, Nothing More.