God deals us all different hands. How we play 'em is up to us.

...even though I was getting better education at home than any of the kids in Toyah, I'd need to go to finishing school when I was thirteen, both to acquire social graces and to earn a diploma. Because in this world, Dad said, it's not enough to have a fine education. You need a piece of paper to prove you go it.

It's really not that hard to put food on the table if that's what you decide to do.

She wore tight corsets to give her a teeny waist - I helped her lace them up - but they had the effect of causing her to faint. Mom called it the vapors and said it was a sign of her high breeding and delicate nature. I thought it was a sign that the corset made it hard to breathe.

If you want to be reminded of the love of the Lord, just watch the sunrise.

It was good work, the kind of work that let you sleep soundly at night and, when you awoke, look forward to the day.

Anyone who thinks he's too small to make a difference has never been bit by a mosquito