Over the years your bodies become walking autobiographies, telling friends and strangers alike of the minor and major stresses of your lives.
Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.
A hobby a day keeps the doldrums away.
No one gossips about other people's secret virtues.
A mind troubled by doubt cannot focus on the course to victory.
Love is, above all else, the gift of oneself.
People fail forward to success.