What we forgive too freely doesn't stay forgiven.

Once you become self-conscious, there is no end to it; once you start to doubt, there is no room for anything else.

We catch frightful glimpses of ourselves in the hostile eyes of others.

In retrospect, our triumphs could as easily have happened to someone else; but our defeats are uniquely our own.

I'm always there to tell people that their life is not that bad. I wish it was easy to follow that advice.

We are like people with short-term leases on summer cottages; we can never seem to make our provisions come out even with our stay.

One of life's few really reliable pleasures: to have a family you love, and to leave them for a week.