The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children. The mighty abstract idea I have of beauty in all things stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness.

'Daddy, how many whoppers are there in those tall trees?' After waking up in the car while driving through Calaveras Big Trees and hearing daddy say, 'Wow, that's a whopper of a tree.'

I hope they get here soon. The kids are biting at the chomp.

'Families are about love overcoming emotional torture.'

“Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.''