I am what I am because I have made myself so.

Listen,' Clover said. 'Don't worry about not being able to come back, I've lived both places, and trust me, you won't be getting the short end of the stick if you end up in Foo. I mean, candy alone.

Cats learned how to fly that evening.

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

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.

There is no moment more precious than the exact moment they are living. And that exact moment has a lot to do with how future moments play out.

Don't predict disappointment while hope is an option