On the whole I feel that life has treated me rather well, but I sometimes wonder how well have I treated life.

It is said that in life we must play with the cards we are dealt, but too often I have kept those cards too close to my chest.

Before I can accept someone's help, I must accept their presence.

How frustrating it is to be out-argued by someone you know is dead wrong but is more eloquent.

I'm afraid my glass is no longer half full because I drank most of it.

I see a good marriage as being like two tall trees growing beside each other, each nourishing the grace of the other.

We all have the right to be wrong and be loved just the same.