A family is a bunch of people who keep confusing you with someone you were as a kid.

Each day is an opportunity to travel back into tomorrow's past and change it.

As a gardener, I wonder if flowers really can't speak or just exercise unfailing good judgment in the matter.

We all know the part of us that needs to be harnessed. It takes someone else to know the part of us that needs to be set free.

I have never considered it my business to disabuse someone of a belief that makes life tolerable for them.

Take no revenge that you have not pondered beneath a starry sky, or on a canyon overlook, or to the lapping of waves and the mewing of a distant gull.

I don't know that there are real ghosts and goblins, But there are always more trick-or-treaters than neighborhood kids.