What we have earned by the sweat of our brow, we defend with pride. What we have gained by the accident of birth, we guard with prejudice.

Do not ask that your kids live up to your expectations. Let your kids be who they are, and your expectations will be in breathless pursuit.

What you must accept as a parent is that you cannot always be there for your child without sometimes ruining everything.

I tell my child, if I seem obsessed to always know where you've been, it is because my DNA will be found at the scene.

Among the things that you, and you alone, are the absolute and final judge of is whether or not you are a success.

There is a time early in life when there seem to be countless reasons for happiness, and then you discover your mom is making them up.

Lend, by your imperfections, self-esteem to others, and you will be invited everywhere.