The first-born in every family is always dreaming for an imaginary older brother or sister who will look out for them.

And of course, when you see your brother in the toilet bowl...there's a little voice that say, 'I wonder where he would go...'...if it hadn't been for his head.

The essence of childhood, of course, is play, which my friends and I did endlessly on streets that we reluctantly shared with traffic.

Fathers are the geniuses of the house because only a person as intelligent as we could fake such stupidity.

I’m supposed to figure out if the glass is half full or half empty,” I told her. Without a moment’s hesitation, in a split second, my grandmother shrugged and said: “It depends on if you’re drinking or pouring.

But if that's what you want to be, that's what you will be - as long as you study.

Never say [to younger people] "that was before your time," because the last full moon was before their time!