I would love to jump back in time and spend a day.

All I would need is a time machine.

I want to come from love. And I want to do it all the time. I can't expect it to always look the same, though. I remember a friend saying that God loved his daughter enough to say no — something he had a hard time with. Sometimes love says, “No, this doesn't work for me.” Sometimes love walks away ... because staying would conflict with loving and being true to who we are. And, staying would make it very difficult to come from love.

Wouldn't it have been terrible with all that dust?

I had a nice case of all-day sickness until the end of February when I finally got it under control.

I'm very upset personally and it was not a beautiful day for Italian soccer.