Apologizing is like spring cleaning.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and filled myself up with the breeze from the valley. Then I let it out slow so it could get back to its travels, with a little bit of me added to it.

We don't own the earth. We are the earth's caretakers...we take care of it and all the things on it. And when we're done with it, it should be left better than we found it.

...if a child waited to speak until all the grown-ups settled down and gave her some room to say her piece, the most important things would never get said.

...when your heart changes, you change, and you have to make new plans.

Apologizing is like spring cleaning.

I closed my eyes, put my right hand on top of the book, and passed it lightly across the cover. It was cool and smooth like a stone from the bottom of the brook, and it stilled me. A whole other world is inside there, I thought to myself, and that's where I want to be.