Happiness is like the penny candy of our youth: we got a lot more for our money back when we had no money.

A woman asks little of love: only that she be able to feel like a heroine.

Your children tell you casually years later what it would have killed you with worry to know at the time.

When first we fall in love, we feel that we know all there is to know about life, and perhaps we are right.

We are keenly aware of the faults of our friends, but if they like us enough it doesn't matter.

Neurotic: someone who can go from the bottom to the top, and back again, without ever once touching the middle.

Women are the right age for just a few years; men, for most of their lives.