Then his heart, now broken into a thousand pieces, slowly began to turn to ice.
It's 4:58 on Friday afternoon. Do you know where your margarita is?
I'm pretty sure that eating chocolate keeps wrinkles away because I have never seen a 10 year old with a Hershey bar and crows feet.
The worst kind of brokenness is the kind that you don’t know you have.
Magic is always there. Sometimes it just takes an artist to find it and show the rest of us where to look.
A library is the only single place you can go to learn something new, be comforted, terrified, thrilled, saddened, overjoyed, or excited all in one day. And for free.
When I look over my past, I see that the stages in my life are like the phases of the moon. I've had periods where I was the waxing gibbous: fat with wealth and success. There have been other seasons when my happiness was like the waning crescent and I watched my joy fade away slowly, merging with the atmosphere around me as if it never existed. Then I felt as if I was left with nothing more than an illusion, but happiness returns in time and glows once more in corpulent fullness. It's time that makes the difference.
Once you become complacent and once you're happy with your performance or whatever it is, I don't think you'll get better as quickly.
The story is not in the plot but in the telling.
To me, is the way to make the most impact - let the actions speak louder than the words.
The things that come to those that wait may be the things left by those that got there first.