If invisible people eat invisible food does invisible wind blow invisible trees?

Whenever I go to Germany I find that my readers have T-shirts with my book covers printed on them. They come to all the events, they have gifts and they come with their families. They are always very open to sharing their personal stories.

My box bedroom can only fit a bed and a wardrobe but it was my whole world. My only personal space to think and dream, to cry and laugh and wait until I became old enough to do all the things I wasn't allowed to do.

What if we knew what tomorrow would bring? Would we fix it? Could we?

In truth, we're all just pottering, filling the time that we have here, only we like to make ourselves feel bigger by compiling lists of importance.

Imagining and fantasizing did nothing but break her heart.

Remember that happiness is a way of travel, it's not a destination.