Why is it that what we do know can save us, but what we don't know can kill us?

Ah, life's little surprises! They can make any day unforgettable... or make it your last.

You're saying that our souls and the stars and the wings of a butterfly are all somehow connected?

Stories help me. To live. To work. To find the meaning hidden in every dream, ever leaf, every drop of dew.

Why is it that what we do know can save us, but what we don't know can kill us?

It's much more fun to be the exception, not the rule

Every piece of the universe, even the tiniest little snow crystal, matters somehow. I have a place in the pattern, and so do you. Thinking of you this holiday season!