It often feels like I'm not so much living for the present as I am busy making memories for the future.

If you want to grow up to be a big, strong pea, you have to eat your candy," Papa Pea would say.

I am a slow reader, and fast eater; I wish it were the other way around.

I have not survived against all odds. I have not lived to tell. I have not witnessed the extraordinary. This is my story.

It often feels like I'm not so much living for the present as I am busy making memories for the future.

At the end of life, at the end of YOUR life, what essence emerges? What have you filled the world with? In remembering you, what words will others choose?

No one ever went to their deathbed saying, 'You know, I wish I'd eaten more rice cakes.