Eventually you realize that your whole life up to now has been preparation, and you begin to suspect that the rest might be preparation, too.

The thing about family disasters is that you never have to wait long before the next one puts the previous one into perspective.

Perhaps I have lived my life to excess, but know what — if I had it to do over again, I would overdo it again.

We lack resolve and blame fate, mistaking the drift for the tides.

Time brings an end to everything. We should not mistake for a tragedy what is no more than the passage of time.

Do I rue a life wasted doing crosswords? Yes, but I do know the three-letter-word for regret.

The search for happiness is unlike any other search, for we search last in the likeliest places.