The true test is wonwhen being togetherwithout saying a wordis everything.

One more year and I will be closer to wherever I'm going.

I'm all alone, fuming at myself, waving a great flagof failure.

Stella scribbledin thick black textaacross half the pagesof my best storybook, filled with people who venturedwhere their hearts took them.Beautiful worlds beyond mine.

There're three reasonspeople get away from here:gone good, gone bad orgone dead.

I'm justthe reason they married.Mum saysI was a surprise.Dad saysI was an accident.Truth is ...I am their mistake.

Then she smiles, like it'sthe first time she's seen sunafter a decade of winters.

Growing up changes morethan playground gamesand body shapes.

I want out of this place.With no reminders."It stings -sulphur tearsin cinnamon rain.

Instead, she's as stillas a leaf-littered pond, dark water evaporating, waiting desperately for rain.

i miss my brother likethe sea would miss saltif that were taken away.

I don't do that kind of negativity. If you put your energy into thinking about how much the fall would hurt, you're already halfway down.

My motto is: feel the fear and do it anyway.

Riding exhilarated me; it gave me a joy and a purpose.

I am not mean at all, I am not tough at all.

Let us green the earth, restore the earth, heal the earth.

(Jim) Landis is such a good player because he plays every day as if he expects to be sent to the minors next week.

The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.

I've been training so long, its second nature to push myself to the limit.

Jamaica has problems; America has problems; everywhere has problems.