I'd rather have a book, but in a pinch I'll settle for a set of Water Pik instructions.

Some friends of theirs had rented their house for several months to an interior decorator. When they returned, they discovered that their entire library had been reorganized by color and size. Shortly thereafter, the decorator met with a fatal automobile accident. I confess that when this story was told, everyone around the dinner table concurred that justice had been served.

I can think of few better ways to introduce a child to books than to let her stack them, upend them, rearrange them, and get her fingerprints all over them.

One reason we have children I think is to learn that parts of ourselves we had given up for dead are merely dormant and that the old joys can re emerge fresh and new and in a completely different form.

It is a grave error to assume that ice cream consumption requires hot weather.

Reading aloud means no skipping, no skimming, no cutting to the chase.

Our view of reality is only a view, not reality itself.