A mother is a mother from the moment her baby is first placed in her arms until eternity. It didn't matter if her child were three, thirteen, or thirty.

We may not get what we want, when we want. But with a bit of perseverance and a lot of patience, we can get what we need.

It's the closest I've come to touching immortality, by reading the words of dead people.

Life is a lease and God is the landlord.

Risk is the universe's way of pushing us to become more than what we are. Risk is faith at the edge. Risk is the pulsating nature of life.

As my mother says, your forties are when you finally pay for your past mistakes, the cigarettes and sunburns, the Big Macs and smooth-talking men. She may be right.

The power of women united, I am again reminded, is an invincible thing.