There is an instinct in a woman to love most her own child - and an instinct to make any child who needs her love, her own.

Man will have replicated his own intelligence not when he teaches a computer to reason but when he teaches a computer to have a nagging feeling in its circuits.

Happiness is life served up with a scoop of acceptance, a topping of tolerance and sprinkles of hope, although chocolate sprinkles also work.

Sometimes in tragedy we find our life's purpose - the eye sheds a tear to find its focus.

What we find in a soulmate is not something wild to tame but something wild to run with.

Looking back on our lives, we invariably find that the person we pretended to be is the person we became.

If we would listen to our kids, we'd discover that they are largely self-explanatory.