The artist uses the talent he has, wishing he had more talent. The talent uses the artist it has, wishing it had more artist.

I find in old age that it's possible to revisit the past, the one requirement being that you come as you are.

Sometimes in life we blow things out of proportion because proportion is so dull.

If we would see others as they see themselves, our shyness would soon become compassion.

Even at times when I don't care, I know exactly what I would care about if I did.

If you have a mom, there is nowhere you are likely to go where a prayer has not already been.

Overheard in a Washington D.C. church confessional: "Bless me Father, for sins have been committed."