There are a handful of people whom money won't spoil and we all count ourselves among them.

We all seek approval and our mother's seal is usually the most important. The nitty gritty is that we have to accept ourselves even if it is just to be ready for the next cut-down. Mom's blessing or not.

How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are we must know our mothers names.

When we are really honest with ourselves we must admit our lives are all that really belong to us. So it is how we use our lives that determines the kind of men we are.

We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men.

Marriage hasn't been my thing. But gay people knock yourselves out!

In marriage there are no manners to keep up and beneath the wildest accusations no real criticism. Each is familiar with that ancient child in the other who may erupt again. We are not ridiculous to ourselves. We are ageless. That is the luxury of the wedding ring.

The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.

We always deceive ourselves twice about the people we love - first to their advantage then to their disadvantage.

We never know the love of a parent till we become parents ourselves.