I Still Can't Spell Anything,

I Learned Early On That Family, As Far As My Mother And Father, Were Not An Option.

A Lot Of My Business Is About Protecting Creativity.

It's Only Through Listening That You Learn, And I Never Want To Stop Learning.

I Don't Even Have Voice Mail Or Answering Machines Anymore. I Hate The Phone, And I Don't Want To Call Anybody Back. If I Go To Hell, It Will Be A Small Closet With A Telephone In It, And I Will Be Doomed And Destined For Eternity To Return Phone Calls.

We're All Going Through So Much Hard, Wonderful, Amazing . . . It's Blessings; It's Lessons; It's Hardship; It's Life. I Guess, I Don't Know What The Definition Of Life Is. I Now Know The Meaning Of My Life, Because Of My Daughters, But Mine Is One Little Tiny Speck In The Universe. It's Nice To Not Be Pretending Everything Is Perfect All The Time, Because It Isn't, But I Do Love Happiness And Joy And Optimism.