Some people want to win races. Other people want to be President of the United States.

No dream is too big. No challenge is too great. Nothing we want for our future is beyond our reach.

Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother.

Trump's hobbled vocabulary is now the incontestable stuff of comedy: not just how few his words but how narrow their range, from boastful to irked and back again. For satirists and impressionists, a president who addresses the American people in abbreviated tweetspeak is a gift.

All of us feel, I think, that our experiences can be the worst possible thing you can go through and that we're alone in it, which is isolating and intense and insurmountable. But we can get over it.