Precious jewel, you glow, you shine, reflecting all the good things in the world. Just look at yourself.

Continue. Be loving and be strong. Be fierce and be kind. And don't give in and don't give up.'

When I love somebody, I like him to be around; I like him to take me out to dinner; I like to look at the sunset with him. But if not, I love him and I hope he's looking at the same sun I am. Loving someone liberates the lover as well as the beloved. And that kind of love comes with age. Some of this wisdom came to me after I was 50 or 60.

Reality has changed chameleonlike before my eyes so many times that I have learned, or am learning, to trust almost anything except what appears to be so.

I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.

When the human race neglects its weaker members, when the family neglects its weakest one - it's the first blow in a suicidal movement.

At the end of the day people won't remember what you said or did, they will remember how you made them feel.