Rarely do we invest the time to open the book of another's life. When we do, we are usually surprised to find its cover so misleading and its reviews so flawed.

Feelings can be like wild animals-we underrate how fierce they are until we've opened their cage

Books are the most tolerant of friends.

Broken vows are like broken mirrors. They leave those who held to them bleeding and staring at fractured images of themselves.

I've never understood why people said 'in your own words.' Who else's words would I use?

Those with the softest hearts build the hardest shells.

If you passed me walking home from school, you probably wouldn't even notice me. That's because I'm just a kid like you. I go to school like you. I get bullied like you. Unlike you, I live in Idaho. Don't ask me what state Idaho is in––news flash––Idaho IS a state. ~Michael Vey