As I neared her, I bent to help her up, and was nearly knocked over her.
When we ask for advice, we are usually looking for an accomplice.
It felt like they used a baton or something -- it was harder than anyone had ever hit me in the head before.
Be careful that victories do not carry the seed of future defeats.
Is love supposed to last throughout all time, or is it like trains changing at random stops. If I loved her, how could I leave her? If I felt that way then, how come I don't feel anything now?
Three o'clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do.
One's destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things.