I love being a writer. What I can't stand is the paperwork. |
There are times when parenthood seems nothing more than feeding the hand that bites you. |
The difficulty with marriage is that we fall in love with a personality, but must live with a character. |
The tuba is certainly the most intestinal of instruments, the very lower bowel of music. |
Who of us is mature enough for offspring before the offspring themselves arrive? The value of marriage is not that adults produce children but that children produce adults. |
Life is a zoo in a jungle. |
Nostalgia isn't what it used to be. |
I was thinking that we all learn by experience, but some of us have to go to summer school. |
It is the final proof of God's omnipotence that he need not exist in order to save us. |
Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us. |