You are what you are" "Which is what? I wondered

Letter from Mr. B: Why does a back scratch feel better coming from somebody else than if you do it yourself?

If we are destined to be together again, be happy to know you’ll be getting the real me, not some blubbering half me.

Peer pressure is just that: pressure.

She's in tenth grade,' he said. 'I hear she's been homeschooled till now.' Maybe that explains it,' I said.

A baseball bat could not have hit me harder than that smile did. I was sixteen years old. In that time, how many thousands of smiles had been aimed at me? so why did this one feel like the first?

Let's just be fabulously where we are and who we are. You be you and I'll be me, today and today and today, and let's trust the future to tomorrow.