Perhaps A Child, Like A Cat, Is

There Are Two Ways To Reach Me: By Way Of Kisses Or By Way Of The Imagination. But There Is A Hierarchy: The Kisses Alone Don't Work.

The Role Of A Writer Is Not To Say What We All Can Say, But What We Are Unable To Say.

My Trunk, Valises And My Mind Are Overpacked.

I Know Why Families Were Created With All Their Imperfections. They Humanize You. They Are Made To Make You Forget Yourself Occasionally, So That The Beautiful Balance Of Life Is Not Destroyed.

We Are Beginning To See The Influence Of Dream Upon Reality And Reality Upon Dream.