Love is often gentle, desire always a rage.
There's something in every atheist, itching to believe, and something in every believer, itching to doubt.
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.
Beauty often fades, but seldom so swiftly as the joy it gives us.
The only mothers it is safe to forget on Mother's Day are the good ones.
A woman asks little of love: only that she be able to feel like a heroine.