A person isn't a bird. You can't cage a person.

So much depends upon a blue car splattered with mud speeding down the road.

Each child brings so much joy and hope into the world, and that is reason enough for being here. As you grow older, you will contribute something else to this world, and only you can discover what that is.

What exactly did people do when they had all the time in the world and could do whatever they liked?

It wasn't that I was stupid ... It was just that there didn't seem to be a lot to say that someone wasn't already saying.

One thing I'm interested in is what shapes us: the people? The place where we live? It's both of those and more. That's what I keep coming back to.

Young children are naturally so philosophical. They ask: 'What is real? What is truth?' They have to learn it; they don't automatically know it. To them, it's a game. You can study this for years in college, and yet you probably asked it when you were four or five years old.