When I Was A Teenager, I Was

That's The Irony In The Work: The Best Stories Are The Worst Things That Happen. My Best Times Were Somebody Else's Worst.

We're All Seeking Order. We're All Seeking Control.

It's Only A Wonderful World If You Can Make It That Way. There Are No Street Signs Pointing To Paradise Road.

I've Learned Over The Years That Sometimes If You Ask The Same Question More Than Once You Get Different Responses.

There Is No End Of Things In The Heart. ...she Understood It To Mean That If You Took Something To Heart, Really Brought It Inside Those Red Velvet Folds, Then It Would Always Be There For You. No Matter What Happened, It Would Be There Waiting. She Said This Could Mean A Person, A Place, A Dream. A Mission. Anything Sacred. She Told Me That It Is All Connected In Those Secret Folds. Always. It Is All Part Of The Same And Will Always Be There, Carrying The Same Beat As Your Heart.