It's true, some wine improves with age. But only if the grapes were good in the first place.

It is a sad commentary of our times when our young must seek advice and counsel from 'Dear Abby' instead of going to Mom and Dad.

Cruel words erode the self-esteem like the ocean eats away the shore.

There is no end to the undeserved misery and mischief it could create.

Religion, like water, may be free, but when they pipe it to you, you've got to help pay for the piping. And the piper.

I can't think of a more potent combination than God and a good lawyer.

You are what you are when nobody is looking.