“First, the boy. Pink cheeks, a mop of black hair, clenched fists. And then, in the next bassinet, the girl. A thin coating of blond fuzz on her head, a sweet smile on her lips. Angelina knew it was just… — Wendy Mass Copy Share Image
“Always keep your eyes open. Don't block your own sunshine. Be filled with wonder.” — Wendy Mass Copy Share
A wise man once remarked that we can count how many seeds are in the apple, but not how many apples are in the… — Wendy Mass Copy Share
Everything we think we know is really only perceived by our senses,' he explains patiently. 'The sounds we hear are just waves in the… — Wendy Mass Copy Share
“I wrote my first poem about a bunny. ‘Bunny, bunny, hop hop hop. White and soft like a little mop.” — Wendy Mass Copy Share
“... sometimes grandmothers need to do what they think is best for their grandson and practically adopted granddaughter by opening their eyes to different… — Wendy Mass Copy Share
So we stand there, part of a crowd a thousand people strong, beaming up at the sky with wonder. I knew with a sudden… — Wendy Mass Copy Share
Whoa!" she says as I plow into her. " What are you DOING? Get off me!" I hang on tight. "Can't a girl just… — Wendy Mass Copy Share
(T)he world is broken up into pieces, and...it's up to everyone to help put it all back together. It's about recognizing the spark of… — Wendy Mass Copy Share
A fight is going on inside me," said an old man to his son. "It is a terrible fight between two wolves. One wolf… — Wendy Mass Copy Share
