Maybe some things aren't meant to be known. maybe there just meant to be accepted.

The people on the train with me don't know it, but in my head I'm dancing.

Everything we think we know is really only perceived by our senses,' he explains patiently. 'The sounds we hear are just waves in the air; colors are electromagnetic radiation; your sense of taste comes from molecules that match a specific area on your tongue. Hey, if our eyes could access the infrared part of the light spectrum, the sky would be green and trees would be red. Some animals see in completely different ways, so who knows what colors look like to them. Nothing is really how we perceive it.

(T)he world is broken up into pieces, and...it's up to everyone to help put it all back together. It's about recognizing the spark of life in everyone and everything, and gluing those shards back together.

After all, they'd be busy for a while, they were Candymakers now, and they had a whole lotta candy to make.

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

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.