In college, I had a course in Latin, and one day the word "divorce" came up. I always figured it came from some root that meant "divide." In truth, it comes from "divertere," which means "to divert." I believe that. All divorce does is divert you, taking you away from everything you thought you knew and everything you thought you wanted and steering you into all kinds of other stuff, like discussions about your mother's girdle and whether she should marry someone else.

Man wants to own his existence. But no one owns time.

There's a story behind everything..but behind all your stories is always your mother's story..because hers is where yours begins.

Accept what you are able to do and what you are not able to do. Accept the past as past, without denying it or discarding it. Learn to forgive yourself and to forgive others. Don't assume that it's too late to get involved.

My mother was French Protestant, and my father was Italian Catholic, and their union was an excess of God, guilt and sauce.

When you are an outcast, even a tossed stone can be cherished.

Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.