'When you kiss someone, your heart goes out to them, and when you're done kissing them your heart goes back in.'

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

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

“I wasn't yawning, I was just letting some fresh air into my mouth.” (After being accused of being tired.)

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.