It's a shame that humans don't come with reset buttons.

We are all in motion. Always. Those who are not climbing toward something are descending toward nothing.

We plan our lives in long, unbroken stretches that intersect our dreams the way highways connect the city dots on a road map. But in the end we learn that life is lived in the side roads, alleys, and detours.

We love those whom we serve (p. 26)

Some so fear the future that they suffocate the present. It's like committing suicide to avoid being murdered.

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

I think the secret to a hoppy life is a selective memory. Remember what you are most grateful for and quickly forget what your not.