Metaphor for the night sky: a trillion asterisks and no explanations.
Do what you must, And your friends will adjust.
Life is too short to hold a grudge, also too long.
Sometimes I sit up late with my thoughts, reluctant to fall asleep and leave my thoughts alone by themselves.
A child seldom needs a good talking to as a good listening to.
Dare to be imperfect and one day there will tug at your sleeve a soulmate.