That to fly requires chaotic, sometimes even violent passages--becomes a metaphor for all of life's most meaningful endeavors.

You have to speak your dream out loud.

And it occurs to me that maybe the reason my mother was so exhausted all the time wasn’t because she was doing so much but because she was feeling so much.

Raising people is not some lark. It's serious work with serious repercussions. It's air-traffic control. You can't step out for a minute; you can barely pause to scratch your ankle.

Appreciation is the purest,strongest form of love. It is the outward-bound kind of love that asks for nothing and gives everything.

How seriously can I take myself? I'm just one of six billion people, right?

The mother is the most essential piece on the board, the one you must protect. Only she has the range. Only she can move in multiple directions. Once she's gone, it's a whole different game.

We're never ready for the things that happen. When the big stuff happens, we're always looking in the other direction.

He defined me first, as parents do. Those early characterizations can become the shimmering self-image we embrace or the limited, stifling perception we rail against for a lifetime.

I am an average mother in almost every way, so yes, much to my regret, I do yell at my children.

I didn't know adults could be changed. I thought they were finished pieces, baked through and kiln dried.

All the magicians have 52 mutual friends.

so that it may grow fatter and

Every picture shows a spot with which the artist has fallen in love.

Through the days of love and celebration and joy, and through the dark days of mourning...the faithful horse has been with us always.

Whenever we don't turn the ball over, we're pretty productive. When you're turning the ball over, you're cutting down on offensive opportunities.

For those that think men make progress collectively, I warn you, history teaches: You couldn't be more wrong.

The best formula for revenge is success.

My power is discombobulatingly devastating. It's ludricrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm.

As for two years from now... who know where it'll be. I think we'll ideally be doing a lot of the same stuff, but maybe with spell checking.

No, you won her over. Gave up everything for her. Maybe that's the only way to convince her you love her.