Okay.I will go.But only ifyou will give meyour guiltto takewith me.

Come with me, ' Mom says.To the library. Books and summertimego together.

And then it hits me like a fast, open-palmed, stinging smack in the face.Having a ghost boyfriend WASweird

Joy, not sorrow.Laughter, not tears.Life, not death.Love, not blame.

When you meet someoneso different from yourself, in a good way, you don’t even have to kissto have fireworks go off.

Dream on it, think on it, ink on it, speak on it... then proceed to bring on it. Fulfillment is ordered to find you. Shine time!

Politeness is the art of choosing among your thoughts.

I’d practically groped her under the guise of helping her get out a stain, but still, she looked like she found me about as appealing as second-hand underpants.

One must acknowledge with cryptography no amount of violence will ever solve a math problem.

My family life and my ideals, my commitment to the community and to other people - all people - has been improved. I think less about myself and more about my community today.

They say if it's too good to be true, it usually is..... Unless it's me.

We spend more money on antacids than we do on politics.

It seems to me that the older I get, the more running around I do with less satisfaction, just spinning my wheels.

Let's just shoot in black and white. Don't explain why. Have no reason for it. Just do it because it's interesting.

If you don't have a sense of humor, you'll hurt yourself arguing with me.