A. Here's what I put in my high school yearbook, and I do believe it's what I'd still put today: Walk slowly; all you can ever come to is yourself.
A. Honeys, I'm stuck with being me, and I wouldn't change that.
A. To fly, using just my arms. Fly, fly, fly! Sometimes, when I dream, I'm swooping up and over mountain after mountain. How I would love to do that for real.
A. My children and my deep, lifelong friendships
A. I admire my mother a whole bunch, and I always have.