I am not alone at all, I thought. I was never alone at all. And that, of course, is the message of Christmas. We are never alone. Not when the night is darkest, the wind coldest, the world seemingly most indifferent. For this is still the time God chooses.

Don't let the past steal your present. This is the message of Christmas: We are never alone.

The arrogance of officialdom should be tempered and controlled, and assistance to foreign hands should be curtailed, lest Rome fall.

Character, I am sure, lies in the genes.

At 8, I made a pact with God.

I was never afraid of anything in the world except the dentist.

Contrary to general opinion, women are not so sentimental as men, but are much more hardheaded.