The older I get, the less time I want to spend with the part of the human race that didn't marry me.

My quest for cosmic understanding is a book I have picked up and put down many times, always forgetting to insert a bookmark.

Perchance God will pity a race that sought the better angels of its nature and found only its lesser demons.

It is the first purpose of hope to make hopelessness bearable.

The only creature on earth whose natural habitat is a zoo is the zookeeper.

Wherever a mom goes, a prayer has been already there.

Why be saddled with this thing called life expectancy? Of what relevance to an individual is such a statistic? Am I to concern myself with an allotment of days I never had and was never promised? Must I check off each day of my life as if I am subtracting from this imaginary hoard? No, on the contrary, I will add each day of my life to my treasure of days lived. And with each day, my treasure will grow, not diminish.