I know it sounds odd, but I want to make a Rolex-quality screwdriver.
Can we take a direct flight back to reality or do we have to change planes in Denver?
If you don't decide where you're going, life will decide for you.
I don't understand why it has to be either - or - either socialism or democracy. Why can't we combine things to get the best of each system?
I wonder if to stare into the face of God will drive me crazy. (I wonder who would blink first.)
Jill, we became parents so we could tell our kids what to do. Otherwise we're just the tallest people living here.