We need the rock of the past under our feet in order to spring forward into the future.

Meg, when people don't know who they are, they are open either to being Xed, or Named

If you don't recount your family history, it will be lost. Honor your own stories and tell them too. The tales may not seem very important, but they are what binds families and makes each of us who we are.

There are times when I feel that he has withdrawn from me, and I have often given him cause, but Easter is always the answer to My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me!

We know you have a great mind and all, Mother, but you don’t have much sense.

We think because we have words, not the other way around. The more words we have, the better able we are to think conceptually.

I love my mother, not as a prisoner of atherosclerosis, but as a person; and I must love her enough to accept her as she is, now, for as long as this dwindling may take.