We lived in the attic, Christopher, Cory, Carrie, and me, Now there are only three.
When I began to make some money, I really wanted to have a home.
The long morning shadows lay as still and dark as lakes and patterned the rough ground with straight margins.
All places, no matter where, no matter what, are worth visiting.
Home is always the impossible subject, multilayered and maddening.
Basically, what you find out is the limits of your patience and your strength and your capacity to adapt. You find that out in travel and being alone and being tested. So that's a great thing.
Travel is glamorous only in retrospect.
Molecules are moving. Universes are colliding. Generations are being born and dying simultaneously, throughout eternity. As one of our great American poets, Walt Whitman, once said: "I contain multitudes. "
There are two ways of getting into the Cabinet - you can crawl in or kick your way in.
My best creation is my children.
Suppose it were perfectly certain that the life and fortune of each of us would some day depend upon our winning or losing a game of chess. Do you not think that we should all consider it to be our primary duty to learn at least the names of the pieces and how to position them on the chessboard?