There are three dimensions of time, two of which contain happier days.

There is in every artist's studio a scrap heap of discarded works in which the artist's discipline prevailed against his imagination.

There is no such thing as gratitude unexpressed. If it is unexpressed, it is plain, old-fashioned ingratitude.

Perhaps we are given a mom that we might take into death the memory of a lullaby.

No matter what it is, if you aren't happy striving for it, you won't be happy achieving it.

Words from the past: "It's a clever idea, Mr. Bell, but don't wire us, we'll wire you.

Conspicuously absent from the Ten Commandments is any obligation of parent to child. We must suppose that God felt it unnecessary to command by law what He had ensured by love.