Mother is the name of god in the hearts and minds of all children.
Dreams are the answers to questions that we haven't yet figured out how to ask.
Let's live the way we wanna live and hope they go away.
We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year's Day.
The Smile That Came Back--I had a smile, I gave my smile away. The milkman and the postman enjoyed it every day. I took it to the shop, I had it on the street. I gave it without thinking, to all I chanced to meet. I gave my smile away, as thoughtless as can be, and every time I gave it, my smile came back to me.
I guess when your heart gets broken you sort of start to see cracks in everything. I'm convinced that tragedy wants to harden us and our mission is never to let it.
Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it.
I've spent so much time hiding how I feel. Now I want to be in the spotlight, and I want to make people listen to me.
Though dreams can be deceiving, like faces are to hearts, they serve for sweet relieving, when fantasy and reality lie too far apart.
Sure I love my parents, but they're going through this phase of thinking I'm too young to make my own decisions. About anything. I guess this is what usually happens to parents. When you're born they have to do your thinking for you because you can't do too much of that yourself, and then they get into the habit. They keep trying to think for you practically all your life!