You don't need your eyes to love, right? You just feel it inside you. That's how it is in heaven. It's just love, and no one forgets who they love.
And far away, like in another world, we could hear Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens.
Your deeds are like your monuments. Built with memories instead of stone.
So I moved to an empty table and just waited for everyone to finish stampeding and the lunchroom teacher.
I've never touched Auggie Pullman, it's only because I've never had a reason to—that's all!) Nobody.
But realizing that Ximena Chin, under her layers and layers and layers of snarkiness and mischief, could actually be kind of sweet. When she wasn't being kind of mean.
Just goes to show, everyone really does have a story to tell. And most people, at least in my experience, are a little more noble than they think they are.
Shall we make a new rule of life... always to try to be a little kinder than is necessary?
Jill wants to buy honey at an outdoor market. One vendor is selling a twenty-six-ounce jar for $3.12. Another vendor is selling a sixteen-ounce jar for $2.40. Which is the better deal, and how much money per ounce will Jill save by choosing it? I.
Middle School is about as bad as it gets, and then it gets better.
A big sister who cries over being human over you. A gravelly voiced kid who's friends left him over you. And a pink-haired girl who keeps your picture in her wallet.
Everyone should always have a standing ovation at least once in their life.
And then all of a sudden she let out the biggest, loudest, smelliest fart in the history of farts. Mom.
She kissed me all over my face. She kissed my eyes that came down too far. She kissed my cheeks that looked punched in. She kissed my tortoise mouth.She said soft words that I know were meant to help me, but words can't change my face.
No, no its not all random, if it really was all random, the universe would abandon us completly. And the universe doesn't. It takes care of its most fragile creations in ways we can't see.
Via doesn't see me as ordinary. She says she does, but if I were ordinary, she wouldn't feel like she needs to protect me that much. And mom and dad doesn't see me as ordinary, either. They see me as extraordinary. I think the only person in the world who realizes how ordinary I am is me.
Kinder than is necessary. Because it's not enough to be kind. One should be kinder than needed. Why I love that line, that concept, is that it reminds me that we carry with us, as human beings, not just the capacity to be kind, but the very choice of kindness. And what does that mean? How is that measured? You can't use a yardstick.
I was looking for a little tiny spot to disappear into. I wanted a hole I could fall inside of: a little black hole that would eat me up.
Being nice is the first step toward being kind. It's a pretty awesome start.
Then they came out of the narrow valley and at once she saw the reason. There stood Peter and Edmund and all the rest of Aslan's army fighting desperately against the crowd of horrible creatures whom she had seen last night; only now, in the daylight, they looked even stranger and more evil and more deformed.
A fresh start gives us the chance to reflect on the past, weigh the things we've done, and apply what we've learned from those things to the future.
Like breathing and swallowing, crying comes automatically to most kids, too.
I actually like how doctors talk. I like the sound of science. I like how words you don't understand explain things you can't understand.
I felt very sad and a tiny bit happy at the exact same time, kind.
His eyes are about an inch below where they should be on his face, almost to halfway down his cheeks.
So here's the thing about glitter: once it's out of the bottle, there's just no way of putting it back. It's the same with kindness. Once it pours out of your soul, there's no way of containing it. It just continues to spread from person to person, a shining, sparkling, wonderful thing.
She had only hesitated for a millionth of a second, but I could tell the moment she saw me. Like I said : I'm used to it by now.
There's no rule book that tells you how to act in every given situation in life, you know? So what I always say is that it's always better to err on the side of kindness. That's the secret. If you don't know what to do, just be kind. You can't go wrong.
Tushman asked me to hang out with him at the beginning of the year, and he must have told all the teachers to put us next to each other in all our classes, or something.
Countless doctors have drawn little tic-tac-toe grids for my parents over the years to try to explain the genetic lottery to them. Geneticists.
And when good friends need us, we do what we can to help them, right? We can't just be friends when it's convenient. Good friendships are worth a little extra effort!
Sometimes people surprise you. Never in a million years would I have thought my mom would be the one to back down from anything, so.
A hamster is basically just a warm potato with fur. I mean, it moves and it's cute and all, but don't let anyone try to fool you that it's the same as a dog. I called my hamster Luke.
Such a simple thing, kindness. Such a simple thing. A nice word of encouragement, given when needed. An act of friendship. A passing smile.
The first look I got of August, well, it made me want to cover my eyes and run away screaming.