Everything we do in our growing up has been done before. But it needs recognition and validation each time for each one of us - public, private, and secret.

I fear the boredom that comes with not learning and not taking chances.

Leftovers in their less visible form are called memories. Stored in the refrigerator of the mind and the cupboard of the heart.

My goal now is to dance all the dances as long as I can, and then to sit down contented after the last elegant tango some sweet night and pass on because there wasn't another dance left in me.