Perhaps I wasn't going crazy after all. Perhaps I was just becoming a writer.

I can't believe you just did that! Are you crazy?" I gripped the steering wheel tighter. "Why do people keep asking me that?" He turned to stare at me, his eyes worried. "Who else keeps asking you that? Are any of them doctors?

Like Robin Hood....Not real, but true.

Aren't fairy godmothers supposed to be nice and make you feel better about yourself? ...No, you're confusing fairy godmothers with sales clerks.

Wishes are powerful things. You can't expect them to change the world without changing you too.

Fairy's side note: Even people who don't believe in magic really do.

I don't care what you Yanks say, cheese should not whiz.