I don't hate anyone. The only people I know well enough to hate, I love.

It is one thing to show your child the way, and a harder thing to then stand out of it

I guess, when you get down to it, a loving touch compensates for an unskilled hand about everywhere except in an airplane cockpit.

If an artist has talent, he needs no other critic.

I guess I have never really doubted that we are all born to our guardian angel.

Every day I go forth to seek my identity, feeling greatly blessed by the things I don't find it in.

Never mind the odds against you. If you doubled your effort, what would the odds against you do — send for reinforcements?