I’m amazed how the tiniest moments grow into books.

Mr. Williams, how do explain a day like today? A day filled with lots of sad and happy, too. Tonight I asked Aunt Patty Cake that very question. She said, ‘Baby, that’s called life’ ” -Tate P. Ellerbee.

The Mozart sonata Dad picked out begins to play. When we hear the first note, we open the sacks and the ladybugs escape through the opening, taking flight. It’s as if someone has dumped rubies from heaven. Soon they will land on the plants in search of bollworm eggs. But right now they are magic-red ribbons flying over our heads, weaving against the pink sky, dancing up there with Mozart.

And in this moment, I realize one reason it’s so great to have a best friend is sometimes, like right now, Cal and I are thinking the very same thing.

If you’re gonna fret, fret over something you can change. Then stop fretting and do something about it.

Some people are just afraid of what’s different. It doesn’t mean different is bad. It just means different is different.

If you're gonna fret, fret over something you can change. Then stop fretting and do something about it.

Write every day. Make writing a part of your life, but also dont be afraid of learning from others because I think you can. I still try to think of myself as a beginner because that way I can keep on learning.

A dog pours a pitcher of love into the lonesome spots of your life.

Some people are just afraid of what's different. It doesn't mean different is bad. It just means different is different.