True Simplicity Is Elegant.

They Called Themselves The Souls. They Told Ms. Olinski That They Were The Souls Before They Were A Team, But She Told Them That They Were A Team As Soon As They Became The Souls. Then After A While, Teacher And Team Agreed That They Were Arguing Chicken-or-egg. Whichever Way It Began--chicken-or-egg, Team-or-the Souls--it Definitely Ended With An Egg. Definitely, An Egg.

Secrets Are The Kind Of Adventure She Needs. Secrets Are Safe, And They Do Much To Make You Different. On The Inside Where It Counts.

Some Days You Must Learn A Great Deal. But You Should Also Have Days When You Allow What Is Already In You To Swell Up And Touch Everything. If You Never Let That Happen, Then You Just Accumulate Facts, And They Begin To Rattle Around Inside Of You.

But Happiness Is Not Always Loud And Bright And Crowded. Happiness Ripens Like A Watermelon, Sweet And Rosy On The Inside With Only A Thin Top Layer Altogether Free Of Small Black Pits. And, Like A Watermelon, The Whole Thing Can Be Covered With A Plain Dark Rind.

The Adventure Is Over. Everything Gets Over, And Nothing Is Ever Enough. Except The Part You Carry With You. It's The Same As Going On A Vacation. Some People Spend All Their Time On A Vacation Taking Pictures So That When They Get Home They Can Show Their Friends Evidence That They Had A Good Time. They Don't Pause To Let The Vacation Enter Inside Of Them And Take That Home.