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

Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons, ambition; but to our daughters there is something which there are no words to express.

When you have snowflakes in the clouds in the sky and you have mountains, you get snow. That's how it works.

“If we call these foothills, can we call the little trees 'foot trees?''' (While driving in the foothills.)

“If all the people in the world were nice could we just get rid of the word mean?”