When I Reached The Bottom, I Finally

Sometimes You Know In Your Heart You Love Someone, But You Have To Go Away Before Your Head Can Figure It Out.

A Person Isn't A Bird. You Can't Cage A Person.

When I Read Good Stories, I Want To Write Good Stories Too.

I Wondered About Mrs. Winterbottom And What She Meant About Living A Tiny Life. If She Didn't Like All That Baking And Cleaning And Jumping Up To Get Bottles Of Nail Polish Remover And Sewing Hems, Why Did She Do It? Why Didn't She Tell Them To Do Some Of The Things Themselves? Maybe She Was Afraid There Would Be Nothing Left For Her To Do. There Would Be No Need For Her And She Would Become Invisible And No One Would Notice.

You Know, Maybe That's All Anybody Wants, Is To Be Useful. And Have Somebody Else Notice It.