To trade a childhood wonder for a plausible explanation - is there a worst trade one makes in life?

We find things where we look for them, which is why I never look for a golf ball out of bounds.

There is part of us that stands in quiet witness to what we do, taking notes, waiting for a solitary moment to bring up the subject.

The people in your life who don't need an invitation still like to get one.

It is not that love is blind. It is that love sees with a painter's eye, finding the essence that renders all else background.

What we have earned by the sweat of our brow, we defend with pride. What we have gained by the accident of birth, we guard with prejudice.

If God had intended us to be alone, there would be more pleasure in massaging our own shoulders.