We all start out as seeds in the earth. Its ok to cry, only then can we grow.

We stare so long at our balloon in the sky that we forget we have our ice cream melting on our other hand.

"Dear Baby,

I hope someday, somebody wants to hold you for 20 minutes straight and that's all they do. They don't pull away, they don't look at your face, they don't try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight without an ounce of selfishness to it."