Hey unloving, I will love you.

May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art – write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.

Be a lighthouse of love because many of us are ship’s that are desperately seeking a safe place from the storms of life. Sometimes, we just need to know that we won’t sink and that land is closer than we think.

Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.

Suddenly you’re 21 and you’re screaming along in the car to all the songs you listened to when you were sad in middle school and everything is different but everything is good.

When I’m 80 years old and sitting in my rocking chair, I’ll be reading Harry Potter. And my family will say to me, ‘After all this time?’ And I will say, ‘Always.’

Luke Skywalker running away but leaving a map like

Good and evil both increase at compound interest. That is why the little decisions you and I make every day are of such infinite importance.