Aha! Today I shall become an author! And I will auth and auth and auth and make a squillion dollars, whoopee!

Each of us is born to follow a star, be it bright and shining or dark and fated. Sometimes the path of these stars will cross, bringing love or hatred. However, if you look up at the skies on a clear night, out of all the countless lights that twinkle and shine, there will come one. That star will be seen in a blaze, burning a path of light across the roof of the earth, a great comet.

Friend is a very small word, A little sound we make, For one who is true, one who will do, Great deeds for friendship's sake.

Fate is fickle, and the company of unwilling friends short lived.

I think that others can drive a creature to naughtiness, always accusing and blaming them. After a while it must make the creature unhappy and drive him...to be naughty, because nobody expects them to be good.

All little creatures are beautiful...every living thing when it first sees life is born in beauty. What they grow to be is a different matter.

A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.