'Divorce is when mommy and daddy yell at each other then they spread apart. Then they put up a 'for sale' sign in front of the house and they spread farther and farther apart until they can't come back ever again and it's very sad.' (teaching her 4-year old brother)

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

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.

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

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