Houses Are Cellular Walls; They Keep Our

Extraordinary Things Are Always Hiding In Places People Never Think To Look.

I Wonder If, As You Get Older, You Stop Missing People So Fiercely. Maybe Growing Up Is Just Focusing On What You've Got, Instead Of What You Don't.

A Place Like This Wears Down Everything, And Tolerance Is No Exception. In Here, Coexistence Passes For Forgiveness. You Do Not Learn To Like Something You Abhor; You Come To Live With It...you Live And Let Live, And Eventually That Becomes Enough.

I May Not Have A Degree, But I Certainly Got An Education.

You Can Believe Something Really Hard,' Faith Says, 'and Still Be Wrong.