Contempt mates well with pity.

Home. It's being new and old all rolled into one. Measuring your new against old friends, old ways, old places, Knowing that as long as the old survives, you can keep changing as much as you want without the nightmare of waking up to a total stranger.

Not only is your story worth telling, but it can be told in words so painstakingly eloquent that it becomes a song.

Old as he was, he still missed his daddy sometimes.

I don't believe that life is supposed to make you feel good, or to make you feel miserable either. Life is just supposed to make you feel.

You can't teach talent. You can't put in what God left out - but you can teach confidence.

Time is a funny thing. I was always puzzled with the way a single day could stretch itself out to the point of eternity in your mind, all while years melted down into the fraction of a second.