Life is not fair, nor has it ever been, but the morning seems determined to dawn until it is.

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you, not forgetting to leave others be as you would have them leave you be.

One must look hard through history to find when a clear understanding of the truth moved anyone to fire the first shot.

The verdict is still out on my life, the judge having not yet instructed the jury, both of whom are me.

O, how much simpler things would be If eyes could paint or brush could see.

It comes down to whether you believe in seven miraculous escapes a week or one guardian angel.

Does it seem sometimes that you are always the one to break an embarrassing silence — and always by saying something more embarrassing than the silence?