I read recently that all of us can be defined in adult life by the way others perceived us in high school. I know [people] who had the popular, good-looking path in high school; they tend not to do so well. It was a little bit too easy for them, where for those of us who struggled in every sense, perhaps our determination and self-reliance and discipline were reinforced by that.

I'm still no good at ball-and-stick games. If I go play golf with the guys, it's intended to be a joke.

We're only immortal for a limited time.

Pure libertarianism believes that people will be generous and help each other. Well, they won't. I wish it were so, and I live that way.

Each of us A cell of awareness Imperfect and incomplete Genetic blends With uncertain ends On a fortune hunt that's far too fleet

Sometimes you're up against everybody in the whole world - even your friends and family are saying, "You need a single." You feel sometimes incredibly alone.

No one gets to their heaven without a fight...