"People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.

A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.

A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master..."
— Elizabeth Gilbert

A robin red-breast in a cage, puts all of Heaven in a rage. Think to yourself that every day is your last. The hour to which you do not look forward will come as a welcome surprise.

-Thomas Harris

My second sentence of the week

I was reading The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch with Jeffrey Zaslow and I read this sentence, "It's over, I said to Jai. My goose is cooked." he was not talking about a real goose but he was talking about his cancer that he had. I thought that he did a good job with the word goose in that sentence.

My sentence of the week

I had read The Killer Angels for my history class and I came across sentences that I really like. It said, "... oh hast thou forgotten how soon we must sever? Oh has thou forgotten how soon we must part? It may be for years, it may be forever..." I love the style of the writing. How smooth it just falls of the tongue.

You only have to do a very few things right in your life so long as you don't do too many things wrong.
Warren Buffett

“You hope for the success, you dream about it, but you never expect it.”
-- Nicholas Sparks

“My mother moves so fast I do not even see it coming. But she slaps my face hard enough to make my head snap backward. She leaves a print that stains me long after it has faded. Just so you know: shame is five-fingered.”

My Sister’s Keeper by Jodi Picoult