How is it that so much time spent loving and caring for a person can suddenly crumble to the ground?

How can words of tender endearments suddenly be turned to comments of blind hatred and revenge?

Where is it we go when we step outside of the comfort of familiarity?

Why is change such a feared presence?

Is there a cloth thick enough to wipe away the blood of our bleeding hearts?

How does love end?

can u answer any of ths? or do u have other rhetorical questions on ur mind as well?

Why does there have to be a one-sided love?

Is it really possible to love somebody so much that it hurts you?

Does failing really bring out the best in you?

are the best things in life really free?

what is to live and let live?

is there really time and space?

practice makes perfect, yet no one is perfect, so why practice?

Hehe. I used to say this line too.

Practice does make perfect, or at least is the means of perfecting, a skill or talent. It perfects the skill and not the person possessing the skill.

So why practice?? Because we aim to improve our skills and not ourselves as persons. Although there are times during the course of practicing our skills to make them perfect, we also improve ourselves as persons drawing closer to the extreme end of perfection of the human person. But still nobody is or can be perfect, we can only draw ourselves closer to it. Unless of course you bear the title "God", then you are the exception.

Is God willing but unable to remove evil?
Then God is impotent.
Is God able but unwilling to remove evil?
Then God is malevolent.
Is God both willing and able to remove evil?
Then why is there suffering in the world?