Well, it's not my fault that you can't manage your money.' You threw away my purse.' I thought it was an enemy.

What-ifs are for fools. We are here because are meant to be.

There would be little reason to lie down at night without the possibility of seeing things bigger and more amazing than the average day might bright about. Why pick up a pen or type on a keyboard if there's no imagination or wonder left to behold? I would hate to be in the position of hoping for nothing simply because my brain can no longer dream.

Not likely. Dreams are pretty and usually involve horses or rainbows or castles, or big-

there is no moment more precious than the exact moment you are living now

You can be only what you give yourself the power to be.

Mercury dropped the purple car and shot up into the air, whistling like a shooting star. The woman in the car next to me looked up at me like I was a superhero. I smiled at her and jumped down, trying to be smooth. I landed wrong and went sliding on my face. I glanced back at her. She appeared less impressed than before.