If minutes were kept of a family gathering, they would show that "Members not Present" and "Subjects Discussed" were one and the same.

Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.

Cherish the friend who tells you a harsh truth, wanting ten times more to tell you a loving lie.

You can spend too much time wondering which of identical twins is the more alike.

What greater blessing to give thanks for at a family gathering than the family and the gathering.

Ever wonder what crime you committed that you are confined to a small enclosure above your sinuses, under permanent skull arrest?

It finally happened. I got the GPS lady so confused, she said, "In one-quarter mile, make a legal stop and ask directions.

For the most part, we carnivores do not eat other carnivores. We prefer to eat our vegetarian friends.

On a windswept hill by a billowing sea, my destiny sits and waits for me.

It is not that love is blind. It is that love sees with a painter's eye, finding the essence that renders all else background.

Seize every opportunity along the way, for how sad it would be if the road you chose became the road not taken.

In a way, she'd rather trust him and be wrong than deal with the worry of mistrust.

Stealing is stealing, whether you use a computer command or a crowbar, and whether you take documents, data or dollars.

The fundament of a superhero is the guy in tights saving innocent people from bad things. It's amazing how infrequently that seems to happen in superhero comics these days.

For some reason,we keep forgetting some of our experience. We look back but don't bring the value forward. We bring the anger, the upset. We bring the fear.

For me, a dancer is part of an artist’s entertainment - “backup dancer” isn’t even in my vocabulary.

Probabilities direct the conduct of the wise man.

I wasn't allowed to be clever when I was young and blonde, but now I am 50 and an old blonde, I am allowed to have gravitas. With wrinkles comes wisdom.

Something about your life always makes its way into your stories. Thats just the nature of the beast.

At least we should learn to understand our fellow beings, for we are powerless to stop their misery, their ignominy, their suffering, their weakness, and their death.

Dark, dark! The horror of darkness, like a shroud, wraps me and bears me on through mist and cloud.