I learned to dream through reading, learned to create dreams through writing, and learned to develop dreamers through teaching. I shall always be a dreamer.

Do you know what courage is? I guess you don't. Do you know that the courage it took at that moment - to actually blow yourself away - was more than enough courage to keep on living?

One series of notes, high and delicate, sang of a sweet moonlight kiss gone sour; another line of music rippled with regret over opportunities forever lost.

Words have always swirled around me like snowflakes-each one delicate and different, each one melting untouched in my hands.

Do not let anyone stop you from succeding

By the way, there is nothing cute about a pink wheelchair. Pink doesn't change a thing.

I believe in me. And my family does. And Mrs. V. It's the rest of the world I'm not so sure of.