She was all the things I wasn't. And i was all the things she wasn't. she could paint circles around anyone; I couldn't even draw a straight line. Sh… - Jodi Picoult

The best place to cry is on a mother's arms.

"Someone real," I hear myself saying. "Someone who never has to pretend, and who I never have to pretend around. Someone who's smart, but knows how to laugh at himself. Someone who would listen to a symphony and start to cry, because he understands music can be too big for words. Someone who knows me better than I know myself. Someone I want to talk to first thing in the morning and last thing at night. Someone I feel like I've known my whole life, even if I haven't."

Things don’t always look as they seem. Some stars, for example, look like bright pinholes, but when you get them pegged under a microscope for find you’re looking at a globular cluster-a million stars that, to us, presents as a single entity. On aless dramatic note there are triples, like Alpha Centauri, which up close turns out to be a double star and a red dwarf inclose proximity.There’s an indigenous tribe in Africa that tells of life coming from the second star in Alpha Centauri, the one no one can see without a high-powered observatory telescope. Come to think of it, the Greeks, the Aboriginals, and the Plains Indians all lived continents apart and all, independently, looked at the same septuplet knot of the Pleiades and believed them tobe seven young girls running away from something that threatened to hurt them.Make of it what you will.