My thoughts took frantic flight, wanting to escape this prison, and seek out the wind so it could fan my hair and sting my skin, and make me feel alive again.

Little rabbits have big ears.

What is normal? Normal is only ordinary; mediocre. Life belongs to the rare, exceptional individual who dares to be different.

We lived in the attic, Christopher, Cory, Carrie, and me, Now there are only three.

A flower blooms best in a happy pot.

I am a pretty, useless ornament who always believed she'd have a man to take care of her.

The creative genius begins in the idle moment, dreaming up the impossible, and later making it come true.