I'm still picking pockets--I just do it as legally as I can. Being married to a cop limits certain activities.

You bring the color and the life. It's a lucky man who is offered that color and life, and a wise one who values it.

What’s the point of playing if winning isn’t the goal?

The purest magic is in the heart.

Do you see that out there? The strange, unfamiliar light? It's called the sun. Let's go get us a little.

Broken hearts healed. Maybe the cracks were always there, like thin scars, but they healed. People lived and worked, laughed and ate, walked and talked with those cracks For many, even the scars healed and they loved again.

Do you believe in reincarnation?...I was wondering why some connections seem so easy, so natural, as if they'd already been made and are getting picked up again.