A Good Friend Of My Son's Is

I'm Sorry. I Can Love You. I Can Grieve For You, Or With You. I Can Share Your Pain. But I Cannot Judge You.

Exile, For No Other Motive Than Ease, Would Be The Last Defeat, With No Seed Of Future Victory In It.

I'm Very Interested In The Impact Of Biotechnology On The Way People Live.

One Foot In Front Of The Other, Wasn't That The Grownup Way Of Solving Problems? Surely He Ought To Be A Grownup At His Age.

I Am Who I Choose To Be. I Have Always Been What I Chose, Though Not Always What I Pleased.