Be very, very careful not to let the facts get mixed up with the truth.

I didn't realize we were being watched. We were all being watched

I think of the flower in the bud: huddled, compressed, dark. Yet somehow it feels the night, knows moon from sun. It waits...waits.

Live today like there's no tomorrow!

No one's hurt is too small, no worry too removed, no blessing so elusive that it cannot be seen by the eyes in the back of the human heart.

Nobody knows who said it first, but somebody must have: 'Kid's gotta be a maniac.

Peace and harmony do not require perfection. Thank goodness for that—because life so often seems to be an itch here, a glitch there, a mess waiting to happen. Harmony is flexible. It bends with imperfection. So should you.