Growing up sometimes forces us to confront the distance between our childhood hope and the truth.

One of the blessings of becoming an adult is finally seeing my mom and dad as people, not just parents.

Our relationship, our shared support, our consistency, is unrivaled by any other connection.

During adolescence, friends bring an intimate quality of support that can't be provided by any adult.

The comfort of our peer-connections is reflected in our most honest and direct hand-holding. When we trip, they are the first ones to pull us back up.

We are troubled, but we have hope and tremendous promise.

DEATH COMES SLOWLY LIKE ANTS TO A FALLEN FIG

The world is made up of people who never quite get into the first team and who just miss the prizes at the flower show.

Shoot eagles on the Jack Nicklaus course, Porsche with the triple exhaust, Seats soft like a midget's cough.

I've spent more time than many will believe [making microscopic observations], but I've done them with joy, and I've taken no notice those who have said why take so much trouble and what good is it?

I exercise most days.

The description you have been given of the world is an aberrant one. It does not accept and give proper place to the nagual, to the mysterious unknown that is our heritage.

I'd rather do comedies that strike at some bigger ideas.

God has always been to me not so much like a father as like a dear and tender mother.

The Republican debate got pretty heated. They spent most of their time arguing over who God called first.

We English are good at forgiving our enemies; it releases us from the obligation of liking our friends.