Lucy went first, biting her lip and trying not to say all the things she thought of saying to Susan. But she forgot them when she fixed her eyes on Aslan.
Nothing happened, and nothing kept happening.
Your past is just a story. And once you realize this it has no power over you.
I always really curious to see how people interpret things. I know my version, and I'm kind of bored with my version so I want to see their version.
The photographer in my head says: Give me peace. Flash. Give me release. Flash.
Let's all embrace someone near us. Pick someone special to you. Tell this someone how you feel.
The only reason why we ask other people how their weekend was is so we can tell them about our own weekend.
I like that the art world isn't regulated.
Try to avoid complaints. Self-pity even when legitimate never fails to undermine your strength.
This feeling to be on the best team of the world is just indescribable.
Brian Laws has lifted his team out of precocious waters