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

Alas, by the time Fate caught up with my life, Chance had it all planned.

What is reality but the dreamworld of a limited imagination.

The trouble with having a stubbornness contest with your kids is that they have your stubbornness gene.

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"

There is a purpose to our lives that each day tugs at our sleeve as an annoying distraction.

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