It's this approach that I inject into my everyday programming, reuniting me with those welcoming flames consuming the ground beneath my feet.

She came to the conclusion that everyone had a hustle; that's why you can't knock nobody's.

"It's the mysterious realm of imagination, a place you can only see with the heart."

And if that doesn't scare the hell out of you, nothing will.

No river runs alone.

It's time for a new view of humankind.

Please.

His dad had to imagine what they said and the sounds, maybe songbirds chirping like coins on the walls of a well.

God was indeed too big -- too big for me ever to have imagined what he had in store for me.

"The Indian Embassy, Vinay," she commanded.

"We finally reached the shore."

Its light is an ensemble of a trillion things which rally and unify for a few short moments before falling back into the rin-tin-tin and jumble tumbling of static galactic woodwind trance of a wild and lilting world.

When he came to the crevice, he realized he could fly.

Wayne stood there beaming with pride.

Dead, supposed to be dead, and there he is again, alive.

Maggie soon opened an elegant brothel on West 12th Street, months perhaps even years sooner than she'd hoped, the result of an envelope of cash slipped anonymously under her tenement door.

We were about to paint the town red.

"I do," she replied, before leaning in to kiss me.

"Thank you, Monkey Pants."

Finally, for now.

I suppose nobody ever suspects the housemaid.

For the first time, it glowed a deep blue.

Maybe he would.

If you find a job at Target, the opportunity will come down to what you make of it.

The way she figured it, there'd be plenty of time for that tomorrow.

GOD FUCKING DAMNIT.

And then, as a gong sounded and the entire group turned to acknowledge the rising of the life-giving sun, the valley reverberated with echoes of a single word, repeated again and again: "Epouroun! Epouroun! Epouroun!"

The way she figured it, there'd be plenty of time for that tomorrow.

There was only the road and the taillights in front of him and the empty darkness behind.

And when you are ready, I hope that you pass that inheritance along, filling up other cups and leaving mischief in your wake.

Because until we do, women will continue to get screwed.

Whether I would land in Bend or some far-off corner of the globe remained to be seen, but for the moment I was completely content in the knowledge that new and wonderful adventures lay ahead.

"Do quiet down!"

Poor, poor Evie.

I was where I wanted to be and about to take a big leap forward.

I'll never tell.

This is our time to write a new chapter for every generation -- one of redemption and empowerment, of hope and opportunity for all.

Christina, we both have done things we regret.

Shame on us!

Let us be inspired by large trees, stand in contemplation in a beech forest, next to a pine or a cypress; let's create a quiet meditation space by burning myth.

I can't wait to see the legacy you leave behind as you build a life that matters.

I hold myself tight and try to keep myself from falling after all.

But before he can stand, to keep looking, to check, the bus right and the promenade, the sea, Blackpool, disappears.

As yet, among the living.

After all these years, her words of affirmation, her encouragement, and her humor are truly as close as my breath.

"Let's just say there's enough food at the animal shelter to last them a couple of years."

Doing so will help us better arm ourselves with the power that knowledge gives, and enable us to live with greater deliberation, democracy, and dignity.

We can unlock the secrets of the Universe thanks to the telescopes that we will construct on the Moon.

Am I right or what?

What beautiful story is yours to tell?