It's not an old book, or a treasure map. Nope. Staring up at me was a pile of rocks. — Wendy Mass Copy Share Image
“Always keep your eyes open. Don't block your own sunshine. Be filled with wonder.” — Wendy Mass Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
“I wrote my first poem about a bunny. ‘Bunny, bunny, hop hop hop. White and soft like a little mop.” — Wendy Mass Copy Share Image
“You won’t get what you want, Rory Swenson, until you see what you need.” — Wendy Mass Copy Share Image
“... 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
(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 Image
