They say the eyes are the window to the soul.

Just as I suspected, my room does look different, post-eclipse. It looks smalled, like it can't contain me anymore. After all, I've got a whole new world to see.

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.

The oversized chairs are white; the walls, covered with occasional landscape paintings, are white; and the plush carpet is the whitest of all. I'm insanely glad I didn't bring a cup of grape juice with me.

Nothing nice you ever do for anyone is for no reason.

I've learned that almost anyone will help if you ask for it.

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