She was fascinated with words. To her, words were things of beauty, each like a magical powder or potion that could be combined with other words to create powerful spells.

It was one of those rare times when remembering the dead was more inmportant than tending to the needs of the living.

Your past is my Future.

Mother earth cried so much that she has pool of tears more than the land of happiness.

But—" yelped Twizbang, “Greydor will eat us!

I gave up what I can't keep for something I can never lose.

Deep in Decemberit's nice to remember without a hurt the heart is hollow.

The death has an only color.

Even if we can't be happy we must always be cheerful.

Even in normal life, I'm not the skinniest model.

You are cold, while you yourself fan flames.

It is not beyond our power to create a world in which all children have access to a good education.

Imagination, not intelligence, made us human.