In childhood, we press our nose to the pane, looking out. In memories of childhood, we press our nose to the pane, looking in.

Having perfected our disguise, we spend our lives searching for someone we don't fool.

If you teach your children nothing else, teach them the Golden Rule and "righty-tighty, lefty-loosey.

Recalling days of sadness, memories haunt me. Recalling days of happiness, I haunt my memories.

Love is the greatest touch-up artist of all.

A cat, after being scolded, goes about its business. A dog slinks off into a corner and pretends to be doing a serious self-reappraisal.

You can be sad recalling sad times, but if you really want to be sad, recall happy times.