“What is a husband? He is the one who, with a touch, can bring back the starlight and glow of years long ago. At least he hopes he can – don’t disappoint him.”

Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them.

They are born with a little bit of angelshine about them, and though it wears thin sometimes there is always enough left to lasso your heart.

A girl becomes a wife with her eyes wide open. She knows that those sweetest words.

A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the Hope of the future with a frog in its pocket.

I take thee to be my wedded husband,’ really mean, ‘I promise thee to cook three meals a day for 60 years; thee will I clean up after; thee will I talk to even when thou art not listening; thee will I worry about, cry over and take all manner of hurts from.

Between the innocence of boyhood and the dignity of manhood, we find a delightful creature called a boy.

A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot.

A boy is a magical creature you can lock him out of your workshop, but you can’t lock him out of your heart.

But when you come home at night with only the shattered pieces of your hopes and dreams, he can mend them like new with two magic words Hi, Dad!

You can get him out of your study, but you can’t get him out of your mind. Might as well give up he is your captor, your jailer, your boss and your master a freckled-faced, pint-sized, cat-chasing bundle of noise.

Boys are found everywhere – on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to.

A boy is truth with dirt on its face, beauty with a cut on its finger, wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the hope of the future with a frog in its pocket.

Little girls are the nicest things that happen to people.

The path that was entered upon only one hundred and fifty years ago … How young she is! It will be centuries before she will adopt that maturity of custom – the clothing of the grave – that some people believe she is already fitted for.

I have to tell you I never in my life anticipated getting this old, this fast. It seems as if I were 25 just a few days ago.

A few years ago, users of Internet services began to realize that when an online service is free, you’re not the customer. You’re the product.

My abortion was so long ago I didn’t think I needed help. I hoped God had forgiven me but I hadn’t realized I didn’t forgive myself. After attending this safe, nurturing group I know that I am forgiven and set free.

You know, 10 years ago I never thought I’d be in this position. It’s a dream and I don’t even know if I dreamed this big.

The sort of poetry I seek only resides in objects Man can’t touch – like England ‘s grass network of lanes 100 years ago, but today he can destroy them and only Lord Farrer keeps him from doing it.

He had learned long ago that, in general, the easier it was for anxious patients to reach him, the less likely they were to call. (107)

If i’d wanted you dead five minutes ago, you’d have died five minutes ago.