You know what that reflects? Unsatisfied lives. Unfulfilled lives. Lives that haven't found meaning . Because if you've found meaning in your life, you don't want to go back. You want to go forward. You want to see more, do more. You can't wait until sixty-five.

No one gets left behind, remember?

All that happens when your dreams come true is a slow, melting realization that it wasn't what you thought.

First and foremost, I would put a massive national emphasis on illiteracy with real markers that you could measure and real efforts to do a one-on-one kind of tutoring until kids can get up to snuff on that.

To know you're going to die, and to be prepared for it at any time. That's better. That way you can actually be more involved in your life while you're living.

I hate to be like everyone else, but I'm rooting for San Antonio because I like teams that were built the old-fashioned way.

One day spent with someone you love can change everything.