There is a public me and a private me, who, if they were separate people, probably wouldn't exchange Christmas cards.

It's sad when two people who could never part without a kiss come to the point where they never part and so never kiss.

We are, many of us, a planet orbiting somebody's sun, unconscious of a lonely moon, orbiting our planet.

We are each a dozen people who were all the same child.

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

As I may or may not say to the Lord on Judgment Day, "You ask a lot of questions for someone who has so much explaining to do"

If you aren't sure who you are, you might as well work on who you want to be.