The verdict is still out on my life, the judge having not yet instructed the jury, both of whom are me.

I believe in a real, physical world. I figure if the world existed only in my mind, it would pay more attention to me.

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.

It's not that I'm a Type-B personality. It's that I'm driven by a passionate, all-consuming desire to take it easy.

In a houseful of toddlers and pets, you can start out having a bad day, but you keep getting detoured.

If you ruled out partial successes, there would be no progress at all.

Of course I doubt. I do not practice a certainty. I practice a faith.