Sex in marriage is like medicine. Three times a day for the first week. Then once a day for another week. Then once every three or four days till the condition clears up.

We pay for security with boredom, for adventure with bother.

It is the final proof of God's omnipotence that he need not exist in order to save us.

"You ought to be ashamed," a woman in an Easter bonnet told Stein. "Your race gave us our religion..." "From ancient polytheism, the belief in lots of gods," the woman continued a little more eruditely, "the Hebrew nation led us on to the idea that there is only one." "Which is just a step from the truth," said Stein.

Why is the awfulness of families such a popular reason for starting another?

When I can no longer bear to think of the victims of broken homes, I begin to think of the victims of intact ones.

Try the Lamentations of Jeremiah. They always pick me up.