I don't know what it is about food your mother makes for you, especially when it's something that anyone can make - pancakes, meat loaf, tuna salad - but it carries a certain taste of memory.

He did not know that the child who had asked for yesterday was now seeking to own tomorrow.

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

Now you know how badly someone wanted you, Charley. Children forget that sometimes. They think of themselves as a burden instead of a wish granted.

We all know how to be a child. It's inside all of us. For me, it's just remembering how to enjoy it.

You can't get stuck on what should have happened. That doesn't help you.

I also believe that parents, if they love you, will hold you up safely, above their swirling waters, and sometimes that means you'll never know what they endured, and you may treat them unkindly, in a way you otherwise wouldn't.