People meeting for the first time suddenly relax if they find they both have cats. And plunge into anecdote.

Music is the voice of all humanity, of whatever time or place. In its presence, we are one.

Small child once you were a hope, a dream. Now you are a reality. Changing all that is to come. A love to hold our hearts forever.

Becoming a mother makes you the mother of all children. From now on each wounded, abandoned, frightened child is yours. You live in the suffering mothers of every race and creed and weep with them. You long to comfort all who are desolate.

Any cat that misses a mouse pretends it was aiming for the dead leaf.

Human beings who leave behind them no great achievements, but only a series of small kindnesses, have not had wasted lives

Children and mothers never truly part--Bound in the beating of each other's hearts.