That's what keeps me going: dreaming, inventing, then hoping and dreaming some more in order to keep dreaming.

I hope we don't get to the point where we have to have the cat stop chasing the mouse to teach him glassblowing and basket weaving.

That's what keeps me going: dreaming, inventing, then hoping and dreaming some more in order to keep dreaming.

My marriage had been impulsive. That marriage should have been short-lived instead of the 23 years it spanned.

Los Angeles was an impression of failure, of disappointment, of despair, and of oddly makeshift lives. This is California? I thought.