And when he [the author of the universe] had compounded the whole, he divided it up into as many souls as there are stars, and allotted each soul to a star. And mounting them on their stars, as if on chariots, he showed them the nature of the universe and told them the laws of their destiny. - "Timaeus" by Plato 427-347 B.C.

Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about.

I blame my dad for my sweet tooth. His motto was 'Life is short; eat dessert first.' How can I argue with that?

If everyone waited to do something good until they had purely unselfish motivations, no good would ever get done in the world. The point is to do it anyway.

My sweat smells like peanut-butter.

Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they'd lock us up?" All the time.

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.