Many things can make you miserable for weeks; few can bring you a whole day of happiness.
Your children vividly remember every unkind thing you ever did to them, plus a few you really didn't.
No one ever loved anyone the way that person wanted to be loved.
Without enthusiasm, virtue functions not at all, and vice only poorly.
We wake in the night, to stereophonic silence.
No matter how many Christmas presents you give your child, there's always that terrible moment when he's opened the very last one. That's when he expects you to say, 'Oh yes, I almost forgot,' and take him out and show him the pony.