Christmas is doing a little something extra for someone.
I think they assign things to students which are way over their heads, which destroy your love of reading, rather than leading you to it. I don't understand that. Gosh.
That's the only dog I know who can smell someone just thinking about food.
Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.
Iām torn between the desire to create and the desire to destroy.
If I were given the opportunity to present a gift to the next generation, it would be the ability for each individual to learn to laugh at himself.