I Know Of People Who Don't Believe

What Doesn't Kill Us Makes Us Funnier.

Do I Mind Being Called A Chick-lit Writer? Well, It's Not The Worst Thing That Could Happen.

Although Will Never Love Anyone Again, Don't Want To Become Bitter. Or Creative.

Besides, I'd Seen A Really Nice Pair Of Shoes Yesterday In The Mall And I Wanted Them For My Own. I Can't Describe The Feeling Of Immediate Familiarity That Rushed Between Us. The Moment I Clapped Eyes On Them I Felt Like I Already Owned Them. I Could Only Suppose That We Were Together In A Former Life. That They Were My Shoes When I Was A Serving Maid In Medieval Britain Or When I Was A Princess In Ancient Egypt. Or Perhaps They Were The Princess And I Was The Shoes. Who's To Know? Either Way I Knew That We Were Meant To Be Together.

When Happiness Makes A Guest Appearance In One's Life,it's Important To Make The Most Of It.it May Not Stay Around For Long And When It Has Gone Wouldn't It Be Terrible To Think That All The Time One Could Have Been Happy Was Wasted Worrying When The Happiness Would Be Taken Away.