You can see beauty in everything, except for yourself.

Beauty—real everlasting beauty—lives not on our faces, but in our attitude and our actions. It lives in what we do for ourselves and for others.

You don't need a geochache for this one." "You don't, huh?" "Nope.. here I am. Here I am.

I wondered about her chicken-and-egg relationship with Dad. Which came first? Her helplessness or his controlling?

Let the glossy spreads have their heart-stopping, head-turning kind of beauty. Give me the heart-filling beauty instead. Jolie laide, that's what I would choose. Flawed, we're truly interesting, truly memorable, and yes, truly beautiful.

Teachers wondered why I didn't speak up more in class. Why would I when I knew how precarious words could be, how betraying they were, how vulnerable they made you?

Silence, too, can be torture.