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 is short, have dessert first.

You take the flotsam," I tell her, "I'll take the jetsam." You always get the jetsam,"she says pretending to pout. "Do you ever think if poeple heard our conversations they'd lock us up?" All the time.

We are here because over billions of years, countless variables fell into place, any of which could have taken another path. We are essentially a beautiful fluke, as are the millions of other species with which we share this planet. Our cells are composed of atoms and dust particles from distant galaxies, and from the billions of living organisms that inhabited this planet before us.

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.

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?