I have got five minutes, some whip-its, and the key to the executive bathroom.

You can spread your soul over a paddy field, you can whisper to a mango tree, you can feel the earth between your toes and know that this is the place, the place where it begins and ends. But what can you tell to a pile of bricks? The bricks will not be moved (page 87).

My image is me. I talk for myself. I didn't become this person others wanted me to be.

I don't know why I love cherries and I love pickles. I eat about two or three Claussen pickles a day. Those are just things I snack on.

Who? God. What? He loves you. Where? Everywhere. When? Always, forever, without ceasing. How? Totally, completely. Why? Because you are His child!

My first priority is my children. If at any moment I put aside something that I want to do to be a better parent than that is more than okay for me.

You can't take my joy, because you didn't give it to me