No matter what time of year I come here, people always say the same thing: Its not usually like this.
Garrison KeillorThe father of a daughter is nothing but a high-class hostage. A father turns a stony face to his sons, berates them, shakes his antlers, paws the ground, snorts, runs them off into the underbrush, but when his daughter puts her arm over his shoulder and says, 'Daddy, I need to ask you something,' he is a pat of butter in a hot frying pan.
Garrison KeillorEven in a time of elephantine vanity and greed, one never has to look far to see the campfires of gentle people.
Garrison Keillor