Then come on up. DO everyone a favor and shut me up," he said. "Put down your money, pick up that ball, and let it fly, looker." "I'd rather not" People laughed. He flapped his arms and squawked like a chicken "Afraid you can't throw that far?" "I know I can" He lifted his hat in a small salute to my claim. Blond curls slipped out, then he plopped the hat back on and said, "I dare you.

Words are precious things meant to create, to imagine, to dream with.

I'm sorry that you're still hurting.

I think I’m dying to get to know a particular guy. Then he opens his mouth and ruins it.

Her joy with him was like nothing she had ever experienced. His love for her felt like a miracle.

Don't worry," I repiled, "I usually don't argue with the voices.

old grudges and bitterness always hurt the individual more than the one whom he believes injured him.