I have slowly come to realize that a family is composed of people who are teaching one another.

I had forgotten what sleep is like - a kingdom all its own.

I have no home but me.

I come to the point of using steel, and simply cannot. It's like the marriage proposal of a perfectly eligible man who just isn't loveable. It is wood I love.

Humility is the daughter of truth.

Generosity is often the stalking horse of control.

The end of parenthood is implicit in its beginning: separation.