It takes a bee 10,000,000 trips to collect enough nectar to make 1 pound of honey.

Every human being on the face of the earth has a steel plate in his head, but if you lie down now and then and get still as you can, it will slide open like elevator doors, letting in all the secret thoughts that have been standing around so patiently, pushing the button for a ride to the top. The real troubles in life happen when those hidden doors stay closed for too long.

I'm tired of carrying around the weight of the world. I'm just going to lay it down now. It's my time to die, and it's your time to live. Don't mess it up.

When had my fear of broken plates gotten so grandiose? My desire for extravagant moments so small?

I felt a trembling along my skin, a treaveling current that moved up my spine, down my arms, pulsing out from my fingertips. I was practically radiating. The body knows things a long time before the mind catches up to them. I was wondering what my body knew that I didn't.

I sit in my new room and write everything down. My heart never stops talking.

Everybody needs a seashell in her bathroom to remind her the ocean is her home.