You know Deets is like me - he's not one to quit on a garment just because it's got a little age - spoken by Augustus McCrae

A woman's love is like the morning dew. It's just as likely to settle on a horse turd as a rose.

He had known several men who blew their heads off, and he had pondered it much. It seemed to him it was probably because they could not take enough happiness just from the sky and the moon to carry them over the low feelings that came to all men.

Working- and Middle-class families sat down at the dinner table every night - the shared meal was the touchstone of good manners. Indeed, that dinner table was the one time when we were all together, every day: parents, grandparents, children, siblings. Rudeness between siblings, or a failure to observe the etiquette of passing dishes to one another, accompanied by "please" and "thank you," was the training ground of behavior, the place where manners began.

The older the violin, the sweeter the music.

People would be bored shitless if they had to love only the good in someone they care about.

Part of the trick of being happy is a refusal to allow oneself to become too nostalgic for the heady triumphs of one's youth.