“I can’t help it." I sighed. "One can never help being born into perfection.”
“One can never help being born into perfection.”
“You really can’t help being an asshole, can you?”“I probably could, but it’s not worth the effort.”
“I can’t help being a gorgeous fiend. It’s just the card I drew.”
“Amid the screams of his leaving, I leaned down and whispered, “You just can’t help it, can you?”His expression innocent, he asked, “Help what?”Smiling, I kissed his cheek. “Being ridiculously attractive.”
“The fact is, I need God to help me love God. And if I need His help to love Him, a perfect being, I definitely need His help to love other, fault-filled humans.”