They say the eyes are the window to the soul.

Its a very good book and i wish i read it first than anyone else!!!!

My arms flew up of thier own accord knoking my bag down. I grabbed hold of the desk to keep myself from falling down.

The thing about leaving something behind for the last time is that you rarely realize you're doing it.

I am not plain, or average or - God forbid - vanilla. I am peanut butter rocky road with multicolored sprinkles, hot fudge and a cherry on top.

Everyone thinks I named my cat Mango because of his orange eyes, but that's not the case. I named him Mango because the sounds of his purrs and his wheezes and his meows are all various shades of yellow-orange.

You never know, life is short but it’s wide