Lovers needn't always agree, anymore than poetry need always rhyme.

I believe that there is an explanation for everything, so, yes, I believe in miracles.

In a household of toddlers and pets, we discover this rule of thumb about happy families - that they are least two-thirds incontinent.

If there's anything better than a God-given talent, it's a God-given day job.

I nod to a passing stranger, and the stranger nods back, and two human beings go off, feeling a little less anonymous.

The trouble with selfish motives is that they harden into principles, and you end up sending your kids to war for them.

A true friend sees past your excuses to the real reason it's not your fault.