In my world there would be as many public libraries as there are Starbucks.
In our deepest moments we say the most inadequate things.
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.
Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.
If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.