Repose not trust in testing another's degree of honesty at the risk of one's loss in matters big, unless collateralized.

Without my relatives, I am but a thread; together, we form a colorful and elaborate Persian carpet.

Most fruits, if left alone on a tree, eventually do ripen, especially if they're not being yelled at.

My parents are highly evolved worriers. ... If worrying were an Olympic sport, my parents' faces would have graced the Wheaties box a long time ago.

Writing is such a powerful tool. I believe everyone should be writing.

In America, Christmas is the king of all holidays. To be left out of Christmas is the ultimate minority experience.

My father's motto has always been 'Room in the heart, room in the house.' As charming as this sounds, it translates into a long line for the bathroom and extra loads of laundry for my mother.

Everyone except gamblers knows that gambling never pays. ... Losing, like winning, only increased his determination to play.

Elinor Lipman is to tweets what Shakespeare is to sonnets.

For me, writing clarifies things. It gives meaning, and it makes me see the connections.

My dad always says that kindness is our religion and if we treat everybody the way we would like to be treated, the world would be a better place.

Even when a girl is married she still never completely leaves her mother and father's home.

You are the space in which these thoughts arise, but not the thoughts themselves.

Your mind is a powerful tool. Learn how to harness this power and your life will be filled with great things.

Im always practicing lines, researching, trying to be fresh, and fully trying to become the characters I play. Thats how I roll.

I like the way my own feet smell. I love to smell my sneakers when I take them off.

You can go bang a ball against a wall all you want, but how do you become a better team player? By playing other team sports.

Good means ultimately he's producing character in me to conform me into the image of Christ.

Easter is an earthquake, an explosion. If you see it as less than that, you're not getting it.

Even thugs cry, but do the Lord care?

It cannot be too often or too forcibly brought home to us that the hope of the profession is with the men who do its daily work in general practice.