Pack your bags, we're going on a guilt trip!

Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call. Wanted to sail upon your waters, since I was three feet tall. You've seen it all, you've seen it all. Watched the men who rode you, switch from sails to steam. In your belly, you hold the treasure that few have ever seen, most of them dreams, most of them dreams.

I'd rather die while I'm living then live while I'm dead.

Whatever thrills you, anything you love to do, just say - Someday, I will.

Forget that blind ambition, and learn to trust your intuition.

Instinct taught me 20 years ago to pace a song or a concert performance. That translates into pacing a story, pleasing a reading audience.

Today there are two Madonnas, our lady of Fatima over here and that woman from Michigan.