There are truths of which I have an inkling, but of most I have only a pencilling

Sometimes the best way to forgive is to let the other person forget.

If you haven't time to respond to a tug at your pants leg, your schedule is too crowded.

Few are humble, for it takes a self-esteem few possess.

In a dark moment I ask, "How can anyone bring a child into this world?" And the answer rings clear, "Because there is no other world, and because the child has no other way into it."

Toss your dashed hopes not into a trash bin but into a drawer where you are likely to rummage some bright morning.

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.