Making a different mistake every day is not only acceptable, it is the definition of progress.

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.

Am I keeping my promises?

The artist uses the talent he has, wishing he had more talent. The talent uses the artist it has, wishing it had more artist.

The trick to playing second fiddle is to play it like second Stradivarius.

Each day, awakening, are we asked to paint the sky blue? Need we coax the sun to rise or flowers to bloom? Need we teach birds to sing, or children to laugh, or lovers to kiss? No, though we think the world imperfect, it surrounds us each day with its perfections. We are asked only to appreciate them, and to show appreciation by living in peaceful harmony amidst them. The Creator does not ask that we create a perfect world; He asks that we celebrate it.

The trouble with having a stubbornness contest with your kids is that they have your stubbornness gene.