You show me a boy who brings a snake home to his mother and I'll show you an orphan.

I didn't fight my way to the top of the food chain to be a vegetarian.

If I had my life to live over, instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished ever moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

Children make your life important.

With boys, you always know where you stand. Right in the path of a hurricane.

Did you ever notice that the first piece of luggage on the carousel never belongs to anyone?

I am always behind the shopper at the grocery store who has stitched her coupons in the lining of her coat and wants to talk about a 'strong' chicken she bought two weeks ago. The register tape also runs out just before her sub-total. In the public restroom, I always stand behind the teen-ager who is changing into her band uniform for a parade and doesn't emerge until she has combed the tassels on her boots, shaved her legs, and recovered her contact lens from the commode.