Wait!" What?" I lowered my cup hastily, wondering if maybe there was a stray hair, or worse, a newly boiled bug inside my cup. You got to smell it first. It's the proper way to cup coffee." Cup coffee?" Taste it." What? Are you the coffee police or something?

A pathfinder's job is hard enough — blazing trails where there are none, guided by nothing but hearsay and gut. While you're hacking your way through bracken, worrying about lurking beasts, all you can do is hope you had chosen the right direction.

Adventure in life is good; consistency in coffee even better.

Safe, I decided, didn't leave much room for fun.

If Jacob was right and clothes were costumes and makeup a mask, then our attitudes and habits must be our shields.

Jolie laide = "pretty ugly" Draws you to it...bored into heart and mind.

You can see beauty in everything, except for yourself.