She was a terrible mother, there was no doubt about it, but she didn't even have the strength to feel guilty.

If they would all sleep all the time she wouldn't mind being their mother.

She could have happily lived inside any nineteenth century novel.

Maybe this was why people filled their house with stinking cats, so they didn't notice that they were alone, so they wouldn't die without a living soul noticing.

The only time you were safe was when you were dead.

What does it matter what people do? At the end of the day we're all dead.

Everything changed for Simon Falke the first time he fell through the fire.

Sometimes you know when someone is telling you the truth.

On Saturday afternoons, there was a film, of course, and then we did about four shows between the films. And I would do a tap dance, a little military tap.

The things of nature are the Lord's silent ministers, given to us to teach us spiritual truths. They speak to us of the love of God and declare the wisdom of the great Master Artist.

Wearing nothing but sweats and a sheer coat of lip gloss, she wiggle through her frosted window and jumped six feet to freedom, feeling more charged than a Visa card at Christmas time.

Friendship makes prosperity brighter, while it lightens adversity by sharing its griefs and anxieties. [Lat., Secundas res splendidiores facit amicitia, et adversas partiens communicansque leviores.]

The only people that a bank will loan money to is the very people who don't need it.

One can only imagine how effective justice might be if admissible in a court of law.

I feel when somebody has been playing cricket for a long time, he creates a separate identity for himself.

Being an American, what I've noticed is that we're in such a race. You wake up and you realize you're in the middle of a race, and some people are running right by you.