Many's the long night I've dreamed of cheese--toasted mostly.
Children are certainly too good to be true.
Everyday life is a stimulating mixture of order and haphazardry. The sun rises and sets on schedule but the wind bloweth where it listeth.
Every man is his own doctor of divinity, in the last resort.
Like a bird singing in the rain, let grateful memories survive in time of sorrow.
To be truly happy is a question of how we begin, and not how we end, of what we want and not what we have.