Ultimately, in my mind, that's what I'm trying to do with my fiction; I'm trying to transport my reader into a different world.
I have had to tell my son, my parents, my friends that I used steroids. It's been very hard. It's been very difficult.
You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one.
Everything was brighter and more colorful in those years, as if my youth was ending in an explosion of unreal passion. Memories like these make my life sacred and holy.
Everything was brighter and more colorful in those years, as if my childhood was ending in an explosion of unreal passion that made my life feel sacred and holy.
There's my baby!" I cried, quite carried away, "There's my poochiekins!" ... "Sadie," My dad said firmly, "Please do not refer to the devourer of souls as 'poochiekins'.
I don't have a college degree, and my father didn't have a college degree, so when my son, Zachary, graduated from college, I said, 'My boy's got learnin'!'
When I was a rolling stone my tears roll down on my checks when I became rigid my tears do the same.
I tried to make my life colorful with Red, Green and Blue....... ohh god... my perfection in blending made it white !!!
My father always defined my gender to my brothers. He'd say, 'This is your sister; you must take care of her.'
I don't blame people who suspect my performance. My own mind suspects it. How can I blame them?
For me, at least, all of my career goals, all of my focus, everything just shifted and the importance was my children, and that's where all the joy came from as well.
I love my enemies for two reasons: they inspire me to recognise my weakness. They also inspire me to perfect my imperfect nature.
My only fantasy about writing was that in my old days, after directing many masterpieces, I would write my memoirs.
My advisers built a wall between myself and my people. I didn't realize what was happening. When I woke up, I had lost my people.
As an author I'm in my head all day and I worry that I lose touch with reality. But then my dog pees on my shoe and I know I've found it again.
Already my life was not mine, Now someone has made my Dreams the Tenement so, I have no way other than to love the Patron....!
It was nice, though, to have the long term benefit to be able to pare away those things and eventually make the character my own and put my own unique stamp.
I was always very leery of my piano playing. As a young kid, I wanted to be a jazz musician, but my taste was far greater than my ability.
I would like to thank all my tennis fans who were there from Day One when I was No. 1, through my stabbing, and my comeback.
Cause I'll know my weakness, know my voice. And I'll believe in grace and choice. And I know perhaps my heart is farce, But I'll be born without a mask.
