My mother was born on a tiny farm in County Mayo. She was meant to stay at home and look after the farm while her brother and sister got an education. However she came to England on a visit and never went back.

Dreams are where we visit the many lands and landscapes of human possibility and discover the one where we feel at home. The great religious leaders were all dreamers.

My dreams were always small and puny. All I ever needed was a little house with a little picket fence by the sea. Little did I know that I would live in Malacanang Palace for 20 years and visit all the major palaces of mankind. And then also meet ordinary citizens and the leaders of superpowers.

Through the harsh design of fate Florida was dealt the unfortunate circumstances of bearing the brunt of not one but two hurricanes and it appears more dark clouds are poised to visit the Sunshine State.

Design schools are good I guess sometimes I visit schools but they are very very limiting.

A Nicklaus Design golf course is done by the guys in my company that I work with that have been trained in my vision and they do what they think I might do. They might come in the office and ask me questions and I'd certainly answer their questions but I'm not involved in the site visits or anything else.

Life is like a very short visit to a toyshop between birth and death.

The experiences associated with death were seen as visits to important dimensions of reality that deserved to be experienced studied and carefully mapped.

I couldn't have foreseen all the good things that have followed my mother's death. The renewed energy the surprising sweetness of grief. The tenderness I feel for strangers on walkers. The deeper love I have for my siblings and friends. The desire to play the mandolin. The gift of a visitation.

I have a lot of boyfriends I want you to write that. Every country I visit I have a different boyfriend. And I kiss them all.