Motor racing is like one big family, ultimately, and when you come back to it, that's really what it feels like.

We have thousands of patients and family members who are dealing with dual devastation, cancer and the hurricane.

When we read, even if the characters are tragic or sad or disturbing, these are our brothers and sisters in the human family.

“This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.”

“There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.”

I am from a family of artists. Here I am, making a living in the arts. It has not been a rebellion. It's as though I had taken over the family ESSO station.

A family with the wrong members in control; that, perhaps, is as near as one can come to describing england in a phrase.