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. Max, the boy who wore his wolf suit.
A. My children and my deep, lifelong friendships
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. Chinese dumplings, either pan-fried, boiled, or steamed.