These days, people spent too much time striving to understand their feelings - and then ended up with none that were genuine.

When life hands us a beutiful bouquet of flowers we stare at it in cautious expectation of a bee.

Where there's cake, there's hope. And there's always cake.

The broom wasn't as comforting as a flamethrower would have been, but it was better than a mop and certainly more threatening than a feather duster.

What we do as a society is seek simple answers.

What really holds their marriage together are mutual respect of an awesome depth, a shared sense of humor, faith that they were brought together by a force greater than themselves, and a love so unwavering and pure that it is sacred.

Hunches [are] just messages from the subconscious, which [is] thinking furiously all the time and processing information we have not consciously noted.