“Without living, how can you know? Without knowing, how can you speak?”

“It was probably my mother's screaming that frightened the cat. It's just a guess. No one knows for sure why a cat fell from a ten-storey building onto my head.”

“Ben often comes here. It's some kind of kangaroo graveyard. He likes to collect kangaroo bones. What can I say? It's just something Stink Collectors do.”

“How can we live without our lives? How will we know it's us without our past?”

“Being happy doesn't meanthat everything is perfect.It means that you've decidedto look beyond the imperfections....But thenWhen U Face Choices...Just toss a coin..not just because it settles the question,but while the coin is in d air,u will know what your heart is hoping for !!”

“On writing..."It’s a walk into the darkest corners of my imagination where my nightmares fester until something living and breathing escapes onto the screen of my laptop.”

“We—all of us—want to feel special. We want to feel the glory that shines on us when we reach beyond our boundaries to grab at something greater, to live a heroic life, if only for a day or a week or a moment. This simple yearning is in us all, hardly recognizable, often only the merest hint that there is something more to us. This is why we seek out new places...we want to remember a somewhere that gave us the space to expand ourselves, to become a little more of who we truly are.”