I used to dream of being other places, other people. It was an escape for me.

God waits, watches, and hopes that the sun will not set on our length of days without our standing on tiptoes at the extremity of life, yelling, "Is there not more than this?

Deep in his heart, every man longs for a battle to fight, an adventure to live, and a beauty to rescue.

She had the feeling that if she went home, she might never get away. She thought of birds caught in nets. There was something inside her, beating against her ribs, urging her to do things she might not otherwise attempt. She had the strongest desire to get lost.

'Star Wars' was the mythology of my youth. I longed for adventure.