Whereever you end up;" Jack whispered into my ear."I wish you clear skies. Always

The trick is that as long as you know who you are and what makes you happy, it doesn't matter how others see you.

It's not an old book, or a treasure map. Nope. Staring up at me was a pile of rocks.

Life gives meaning to life. The answer to the meaning of life is hidden right there inside the question.

Whoa!" she says as I plow into her. " What are you DOING? Get off me!" I hang on tight. "Can't a girl just hug her big sister?" She stops fighting me. "Are you dying? Am I dying? Did Grandma die? I laugh. "No one died." "Then get off!

Life is short, have dessert first.

How can you, of all people, say everything will be alright?" He has a point. I consider my answer. "Well, it's better than saying 'Keep on crying, I'm sure things will just get worse,' right?