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No. I’m sure that things are done more honorably in Hollywood than, for example in Washington, D.C. Movies have provided many more human truths. What’s more, for me it makes no difference whether I create a movie character whose motives I explore or whether I devote myself to the quest for my personal identity. We are all ultimately the authors, directors, stars, and producers of our own lives. Unfortunately, that recognition hasn’t gotten through to many people: they hold others responsible for their destiny instead of using their creative potential and facing up to themselves.” -Shirley MacLaine

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Contrary to what your soccer trophy suggests, your glowing seventh grade report card, despite every assurance of a certain corpulent purple dinosaur, that nice Mister Rogers and your batty Aunt Sylvia, no matter how often your maternal caped crusader has swooped in to save you … you’re nothing special. Yes, you’ve been pampered, cosseted, doted upon, helmeted, bubble-wrapped. Yes, capable adults with other things to do have held you, kissed you, fed you, wiped your mouth, wiped your bottom, trained you, taught you, tutored you, coached you, listened to you, counseled you, encouraged you, consoled you and encouraged you again. You’ve been nudged, cajoled, wheedled and implored. You’ve been feted and fawned over and called sweetie pie. Yes, you have. And, certainly, we’ve been to your games, your plays, your recitals, your science fairs. Absolutely, smiles ignite when you walk into a room, and hundreds gasp with delight at your every tweet. Why, maybe you’ve even had your picture in the Townsman! And now you’ve conquered high school … and, indisputably, here we all have gathered for you, the pride and joy of this fine community, the first to emerge from that magnificent new building. … But do not get the idea you’re anything special. Because you’re not.

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I was shoved up against Callista’s hair and nearly broke my nose. It was scary. … Ben and I (he spouting expletives all the way), grabbed onto each other and managed to escape to the equally crowded hallway where desperate celebrity guests were murmuring as they passed, ‘Get me out of here.’