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

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.

Pity all newlyweds. She cooks something nice for him, and he brings her flowers, and they kiss and think: How easy marriage is.

If you are brave too often, people will come to expect it of you.

Youth is not enough. And love is not enough. And success is not enough. And, if we could achieve it, enough would not be enough.

Whether or not you love television, you've got to admit that it certainly loves itself.

Some marriages break up, and some do not, and in our world you can usually explain the former better than the latter.