Boast is always a cry of despair except in the young it is a cry of hope.
Parents are like shuttles on a loom. They join the threads of the past with threads of the future and leave their own bright patterns as they go.
How sad it is that we give up on people who are just like us.
Play is often talked about as if it were a relief from serious learning. But...
Knowing that we can be loved exactly as we are gives us all the best...
I write a lot too, so I would like to write or direct in the future if I...
I feel that the year ahead for me will be full of...
I don't know what my future is.
