No one said anything. Maybe there was nothing to say. No one even cringed. Maybe it was routine. I had always thought that it wouldn’t

Raising his hand, he instructed the group to hang back. He circled around the block and asked them to move only when he was certain

He studied for years, every scrap of knowledge he could get his hands on. A breakthrough was all that he wanted. When an opportunity knocked

There’s something magical about a bazaar. It’s always abuzz with lively sights, sounds and smells, she observes nonchalantly. Listlessly, she buys some things and rushes

I appear relaxed, but inside I’m all nerves as I walk out the door. Without looking back, I then break into a run. A hand

For a long time, she tosses and turns, the creak of bed springs giving her company in the silence of the night. Her thoughts race

Ordinary people believe only in the possible. Extraordinary people visualize not what is possible or probable, but rather what’s impossible. And by visualizing the impossible,

A job’s what you do, when you’re told what to do. Your art is what you do, when no one can tell you how to