Good riddance to bad rubbish.

Good riddance to bad rubbish.

Bean finds the best apple in our tree and hands it up to me. "You know what this tastes like when you first bite into it?" she asks. "No, what?" "Blue sky." "You're zoomed." "You ever eat blue sky?" "No," I admit. "Try it sometime," she says. "It's apple-flavored.

It's fun to be amazing, to be the star of the show, to have everyone watching you-even if you have to act like a pig.

I could tell you all the medical terminology,' She says. 'But what finally happened is his heart got to big for his body'

I believe that we have the ability to change our lives using our imaginations. Imagination is a muscle—the more you use it, the stronger it gets.

Pain is just a state of mind. You can think your way out of everything, even pain.