The clash between child and adult is never as stubborn as when the child within us confronts the adult in our child.

In a dark moment I ask, "How can anyone bring a child into this world?" And the answer rings clear, "Because there is no other world, and because the child has no other way into it."

I count myself lucky, having long ago won a lottery paid to me in seven sunrises a week for life.

Life is short, God's way of encouraging a bit of focus.

Sometimes, to pursue a new idea, the artist must forfeit his deposit on an old idea.

The key to enjoying the moment is to always carry a list of "Things I Gotta Do That Can Wait.

Eventually you realize that not all opposing viewpoints come from people who oppose you.