Tension of opposites.

We do not realize the sound the world makes -- unless, of course, it comes to a stop. Then, when it starts, it sounds like an orchestra.

When you are an outcast, even a tossed stone can be cherished.

And in that line now was a whiskered old man, with a linen cap and a crooked nose, who waited in a place called the Stardust Band Shell to share his part of the secret of heaven: that each affects the other and the other affects the next, and the world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.

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One day spent with someone you love can change everything.

There's a story behind everything..but behind all your stories is always your mother's story..because hers is where yours begins.