这就像回到一个孩子一样。有人给你洗澡。有人抬起你。有人擦你。我们都知道如何成为一个孩子。它在我们所有人内部。对我来说，这只是记得如何享受它。事实是，当我们的母亲抱住我们，震惊我们时，我们中没有人抚摸着我们的头。我们都渴望以某种方式回到那些完全照顾无条件的爱，无条件关注的日子。我们大多数人都没有足够的时间。
(It's like going back to being a child again. Someone to bathe you. Someone to lift you. Someone to wipe you. We all know how to be a child. It's inside all of us. For me, it's just remembering how to enjoy it. The truth is, when our mothers held us, rocked us, stroked our heads-none of us ever got enough of that. We all yearn in some way to return to those days when we were completely taken care of-unconditional love, unconditional attention. Most of us didn't get enough.)