Says the girl with no thyme.

Teaching was great for me, because I got to show people how writing can really change the way you see not only yourself but the world.

We can all be beautiful girls.

Because maybe, the best of times were yet to come. You never knew.

Sometimes really, really bad things happen to people, and there is no explanation and no reason whatsoever.

Maybe, you just misplaced it, you know? It's been there. But you just haven't been looking in the right spot. Because lost means forever, it's gone. But misplaced... that means it's still around, somewhere. Just not where you thought.

It’s never something huge that changes the everything, but instead the tiniest of details, irrevocably tweaking the balance of the universe while you’re busy focusing on the big picture.