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.

Elegimos aquellos que nos gusta, con los que amamos, no tenemos voz en el asunto.

If I knew why I worried so much, I wouldn't worry.

It's impossible to be loyal to your family, your friends, your country, and your principles, all at the same time.

We welcome passion, for the mind is briefly let off duty.

There are three iron links in the neurotic's chain: unloving, unlovable, unloved.

There are whole years for which I hope I'll never be cross-examined, for I could not give an alibi.