“Memory is a sly devil that pretends to wear the cloak of truth, but deceives us both in our youth and our age.”

“Sometimes memory is the only gift we give ourselves and the only hope we have of finding our way home.”

“Our flesh is a gift of laughter.”

“Sometimes we wait too long for the forgiveness of our fathers.”

“Too often our visions of the futureare dull and impotentlike a hammer beating the water.”

“Life often is a bucket of water sitting on a farmer’s porch. Our choice is in the drinking.”

“Sometimes we fight who we are, struggling against ourselves and our natures. But we must learn to accept who we are and appreciate who we become. We must love ourselves for what and who we are, and believe in our talents.”