You can hope for a miracle in your life, or you realize that your life is the miracle.
A mom reads you like a book, and wherever she goes, people read you like a glowing book review.
The older you get, the fewer things it seems too late to do.
If you ruled out partial successes, there would be no progress at all.
A mom forgives us all our faults, not to mention one or two we don't even have.
There is no tomorrow. There is only a planet turning on its axis, and a creature given to optimistic fancies.