We Have To Heal Our Wounded World.

Oh, No, I Think I'd Die On My Own. I'd Be So Lonely. Even At Home, I'm Lonely. I Sit In My Room And Sometimes Cry. It Is So Hard To Make Friends, And There Are Some Things You Can't Talk To Your Parents Or Family About. I Sometimes Walk Around The Neighborhood At Night, Just Hoping To Find Someone To Talk To. But I Just End Up Coming Home.

I Love Surprising People With A Present Or A Gift Or A Stage Performance Or Anything.

And That's What Innocence Is. It's Simple And Trusting Like A Child, Not Judgmental And Committed To One Narrow Point Of View. If You Are Locked Into A Pattern Of Thinking And Responding, Your Creativity Gets Blocked. You Miss The Freshness And Magic Of The Moment. Learn To Be Innocent Again, And That Freshness Never Fades.

There's Bits Of My Heart In Different Countries Around The World In Which I Travel.

They Say That Parenting Is Like Dancing. You Take One Step, Your Child Takes Another.