The world is as many times new as there are children in our lives.

It's not that perfection cannot be achieved. It's that it's so hard to stop there.

As a man, I've learned that there is nothing easier in married life than pleasing your wife with your cooking.

The world knows how to straighten out a spoiled child but never makes it up to a child deprived.

I am told to just be myself, but as much as I have practiced the impression, I am still no good at it.

It’s hard to make up your bed while you’re still sleeping in it. Hard to make up your mind for the same reason.

To the student I would say, "Life is principally multiple choice, but at the end there's a tough essay question.