If you think that someone is out to steal everything you have, you're either paranoid or a member of the middle class.

Toss your dashed hopes not into a trash bin but into a drawer where you are likely to rummage some bright morning.

It’s my luck that every time I feel I completely comprehend God’s plan, I don’t have a pencil with me.

I nod to a passing stranger, and the stranger nods back, and two human beings go off, feeling a little less anonymous.

You do not wake up one morning a bad person. It happens by a thousand tiny surrenders of self-respect to self-interest.

Ever get the feeling that sometime early in your life there must have been a briefing that you missed?

The last I heard from my destiny, it wanted me to make a legal U-Turn at my next opportunity.