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.

Nobody has ever before asked the nuclear family to live all by itself in a box the way we do. With no relatives, no support, we've put us in an impossible situation.

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

'The happiest moments of my life have been the few which I have passed at home in the bosom of my family.'

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