My mother took great relish in introducing me as ‘This is my son – he’s a doctor but not the kind that helps people.’
I’m hanging in there, trying to spend as much quality time with my wife and kids as possible, and though it’s very frustrating to know I won’t beat the cancer, there’s a great satisfaction in knowing that I’m walking off the field with no regrets.
You can’t get there alone. People have to help you, and I do believe in karma. I believe in paybacks. You get people to help you by telling the truth, by being earnest.
I know that if odour were visible, as colour is, I’d see the summer garden in rainbow clouds.
Educators shouldn’t be afraid of cliches. You know why? Because kids don’t know most of them! They’re a new audience. And they’re inspired by cliches.
I’ve decided to tell my kids things like: ‘I love the way each of you tilted back your heads when you laughed.’ I will give them specific stuff they can grasp.
Brick walls are there for a reason. The brick walls aren’t there to keep us out. The brick walls are there to show us how badly we want things.
A poet’s cultural baggage and erudition can interfere with a poem.
I will take an earnest person over a hip person every day, because hip is short-term, earnest is long-term.
Never, ever underestimate the importance of having fun.