A father is the template of a man Nature gives a girl

In death, we are not defined by what we did or who we were but by what we meant to others. How well we loved and were loved in return.

A father is the template of a man Nature gives a girl

The great thing about unrequited love is it's the only kind that lasts.

When you're young your mother shields you from the world because she thinks you're too young to understand, and when she's old you shield her because she's too old to understand - or to have any more understanding inflicted upon her. The curve of life goes: want to know, know, don't want to know.

I forget the derivation of Boxing Day, but the feeling of wanting to invite your loved ones outside one at a time and punch them in the face, does that come into it somewhere?

A mother of a one-year-old boy is a movie star in a world without critics.