My own father didn't talk a lot about feelings or emotions.

Most of us all walk around as if we're sleepwalking. We really don't experience the world fully, because we're half-asleep, doing things we automatically think we have to do.

That kind of love - the kind you realize you already have by the life you've created together - that's the kind that lasts.

A little girl came home from school with a drawing she'd made in class.She danced into the kitchen ,where her mother was preparing dinner. "Mom,guess what ?" she squealed waving the drawing . her mother never looked up. "what"? she said ,tending to the pots. "guess what?" the child repeated ,waving the drawings. "what?" the mother said , tending to the plates. "Mom, you're not listening" "sweetie,yes I am" "Mom" the child said "you're not listening with your EYES

If you could pack for heaven, this was how you'd do it, touching everything, taking nothing.

Remember, the only difference between 'marital' and 'martial' is where you put the 'i'.

Courage is confused with picking up arms and cowardness is confused with laying them down.