One of the great logical puzzles is how a woman is always like her mother but never like her sister.

The average teacher explains complexity; the gifted teacher reveals simplicity.

I am not your dog, but if every time you saw me, you gave me a backrub, I would run to greet you, too.

Eventually, if you're lucky in life, you find someone with the same chemical imbalance you have.

A mom reads you like a book, and wherever she goes, people read you like a glowing book review.

Ever wonder what crime you committed that you are confined to a small enclosure above your sinuses, under permanent skull arrest?

Love may be blind, but this I'll state - it's eagle-eyed compared to hate.