The reason that truth is stranger than fiction is that fiction has to have a rational thread running through it in order to be believable, whereas reality may be totally irrational.

When I hear somebody sigh, 'Life is hard,' I am always tempted to ask, 'Compared to what?'

We have not passed that subtle line between childhood and adulthood until we have stopped saying 'It got lost,' and say, 'I lost it.'

The beauty of 'spacing' children many years apart lies in the fact that parents have time to learn the mistakes that were made with the older ones - which permits them to make exactly the opposite mistakes with the younger ones.

When a baseball player makes an error, it goes into the record and is published. How many of us could stand this sort of daily scrutiny?

The primary purpose of a liberal education is to make one's mind a pleasant place in which to spend one's leisure.

But what is significant is that if you don't want to like and accept somebody, one excuse is as good as another. The objective facts don't matter, and the reasons are never as ‘reasonable' as we like to think they are.