There is an inverse correlation between the cleanliness of a bathroom and my 3-year-old daughter's need to move her bowels.

If you focus all of your emotional passion on your children and you neglect the relationship that brought that family into existence... eventually, things can go really, really wrong.

Courage is impulsive; it is narcissism tempered with nihilism.

One of the darkest, deepest shames so many of us mothers feel nowadays is our fear that we are Bad Mothers, that we are failing our children and falling far short of our own ideals.

If a good mother is one who loves her child more than anyone else in the world, I am not a good mother. I am in fact a bad mother. I love my husband more than I love my children.

Roaring like a tiger turns some children into pianists who debut at Carnegie Hall but only crushes others. Coddling gives some the excuse to fail and others the chance to succeed.

You can take the babushka off the Jewish mother and dress her up in a pair of Seven jeans and Marc Jacobs sling-backs, but she's still going to expect a passel of grandkids.

In a perfect world I think we would microdose with LSD instead of giving teenagers Adderall. But I'd like to see it studied first.

For a couple of months there I was shrieking like a banshee.

Why is it that loving something provides such little protection from betrayal?

Let's all commit ourselves to the basic civility of minding our own business. Failing that, let's go back to a time when we were nasty and judgmental, but only behind one another's backs.

You have been called to a life of blessing, don't descend to that of curses.

While clothes may not make the woman, they certainly have a strong effect on her self-confidence, which, I believe, does make the woman.

If you take things the wrong way, be aware of which end is up

Listen to the beat of your soul~Soul Eater

Who realizes what? That is realization.

Think about it: What's the worst thing that can happen to you if you just totally go for it?

The horse on the treadmill may be very discontented, but he is not disposed to tell his troubles, for he cannot stop to talk.

Feel the feelings and drop the story.

The tongues of mocking wenches are as keen As is the razor's edge invisible.