Road rage is the expression of the amateur sociopath in all of us, cured by running into a professional.

So I said to myself, "There but for the grace of God go I," only to realize I was looking in a mirror and had seriously overestimated the grace of God.

You can awaken each day to obligations you never chose — or you can decide now to choose them.

Family life is a bit like a runny peach pie - not perfect but who's complaining?

I cultivate my garden, and my garden cultivates me.

Life is not fair, nor has it ever been, but the morning seems determined to dawn until it is.

I am never five minutes into stripping the clutter from my life before I start running into the clutter that is my life.