you never forget your first fall.

The human capacity for burden is like bamboo- far more flexible than you'd ever believe at first glance.

She's not classically beautiful, but somehow that only makes her more interesting.

Then they scrambled through the window and into the darkness, determined to turn themselves into what they were not.

There are two ways to be happy: improve your reality, or lower your expectations.

This was the reason there was music, he realized. There were some feelings that didn't have words big enough to describe them.

a public persona that might be different from what we truly feel inside... everyone wonders if they are good enough, smart enough, pretty enough, no matter how old they are. It is an archetypical moral dilemma - Do you act like yourself and risk becoming an outcast?