The words dripped on my consciousness, sank into my being, and carried me away to the magic long ago of once upon a time.

To get from people you had to give a piece of yourself, a real piece that mattered. Just being nice was not enough.

They say life is all about connecting, like that's a good thing. But when brain and eyes are lining up you know different.

To get where you want to go, you can't only do what you like.

To live with the conscious knowledge of the shadow of uncertainty, with the knowledge that disaster or tragedy could strike at any time; to be afraid and to know and acknowledge your fear, and still to live creatively and with unstinting love: that is to live with grace.

Many have changed so much that they have lost the magic of the dream that carried them on their own bootstraps.

The words dripped on my consciousness, sank into my being, and carried me away to the magic long ago of once upon a time.