Maybe Honesty Is Overvalued. What's Truly Priceless

It's Never The Differences Between People That Suprise Us. It's The Things That, Against All Odds, We Have In Common.

I Realize How Quickly Lies Compound. They Cover Like A Coat Of Paint, One On Top Of The Other, Until You Cannot Remember What Color You Started With.

I Never Lose Sight Of The Fact That Before I Was A Writer, I Was A Teacher. I Still Am. My Classroom's Just Gotten A Little Bigger.

You May Be Real, But You're Still Stuck In A Book.

There Is Nothing Worse Than Silence, Strung Like Heavy Beads On Too Delicate A Conversation.