To this day I cannot see a bright daffodil, a proud gladiola, or a smooth eggplant without thinking of Papa. Like his plants and trees, I grew up as a part of his garden.

One does not fall "in" or "out" of love. One grows in love.

I believe that you control your destiny, that you can be what you want to be. You can also stop and say, 'No, I won't do it, I won't behave his way anymore. I'm lonely and I need people around me, maybe I have to change my methods of behaving,' and then you do it.

We are no longer puppets being manipulated by outside powerful forces: we become the powerful force ourselves.

Man is happiest when he is creating. In fact, the highest state of which man is capable lies in the creative act.

"To be is to do," says the existentialist. "One only becomes real (human) at the point of action."

Love revels in and grows in the moment and the joy of the moment.