Friendship is a precious gift that can't be bought or sold. It's value is greater than mountains made of gold. If you shall ask God for a gift be thankful if he sends not diamonds pearls or riches but the love and trust of friends. It is the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.

Victory is gay only back home. Up front it is joyless.

Careful grooming may take twenty years off a woman's age, but you can't fool a flight of stairs.

It's the friend you call up at four o'clock in the morning that really matters.

I do not think that we have a “right” to happiness. If happiness happens, say thanks.

What remains is solitude.

Your daughter is your child for life.