The winding down of summer puts me in a heavy philosophical mood.

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.

I always like a good song: puts me in a good mood.

The moods he's shown me have all been vastly different...as different as summer and winter, sometimes with fall between them.

No knee-jerk response should lead to long-term contemplation.

You can answer a door without letting someone in, just as you can acknowledge a thought without having to indulge it.