Let your thoughts run free, as if your mind is taking a leisurely Sunday afternoon walk through a garden in spring bloom.

I stand in the hallway, mute. Alone. I realize: I must develop the ability to go the distance rather than just envy it.

Don't speak unless you can improve on silence

The truth is never as interesting as what people whisper about them

It's because the dream is so perfect that I can walk away from it

That blackness brought me out of the nightmare and into this morning's light

Autore: Rachel Cohn