... I learned the hard way that just as I no longer have to save anyone, neither do I have to be saved.

I have an education degree from the University of Minnesota, and I was a teacher for about a minute.

My grandmother was a teacher, my sister was a teacher, my daughter was a teacher and is now a superintendent in northern California, and my son-in-law is a high school principal. I am surrounded.

Your lungs are changed forever from your first cigarette.

I started acting when I was 10, doing musical theater. I was a brunette at that time. I was always cast in all the exotic parts.

My memory of my mom is a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was a runway fashion model, and she was quite a glamorous woman.

I'd had my daughter when I was a teenager - I took my daughter to college with me.

My daughter teases me once in a while saying, Remember when you used to be my mother and you had black hair?

I've always been very involved in anything that had to do with lung disease or cancer.

My sister and I are both diagnosed with second-hand smoke syndromes. We have never smoked, but we grew up with second-hand smoke our entire lives.

Impotence is one of the major hazards of cigarette smoking.

Great posture is the foundation that always fits.

The mankind doesn't deserv the title "KIND", after all they aren't kind they search ways to destroy you if this is understand as a kind, I don't know where to go.

I'm a human being. I feel all emotions. I'm not just happy all the time. Sometimes, I'm sad and feel the blues. Sometimes I even want to feel the blues. Sometimes, you want to feel down.

Readers are made by readers - it is so obvious it is almost banal to say it.

In many ways, being pregnant and working were more difficult than motherhood.

The struggle I went through has value.

Should I perchance still feel after my death, I would no longer have any doubt, but I would most certainly give the lie to anyone asserting before me that I was dead.

Sometimes I read a script and it's obvious from early on that it's one where the suspension of disbelief has to develop strongly from page one. Some are more reality-based.

How often, when we have been nearest each other bodily, have we really been farthest off! Our tongues were the witty foils with which we fenced each other off.

Let us guide our students over the road of discipline from materials, through function, to creative work.