So often our greatest triumph is a willing surrender.

Blogs seem to have two magnetic poles, one attracting friends, the other repulsing relatives.

Usually, when you can't overcome the obstacles in your path, it's not your path.

There is an instinct in a woman to love most her own child - and an instinct to make any child who needs her love, her own.

There is a purpose to our lives that each day tugs at our sleeve as an annoying distraction.

Once a man has won a woman's love, the love is his forever. He can only lose the woman.

Making a different mistake every day is not only acceptable, it is the definition of progress.