Every man sees in his relatives, and especially in his cousins, a series of grotesque caricatures of himself.

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

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

'A duck!... A baby duck.' (Squealing about a birthday card on her third birthday on Puerta Vallarta, Mexico.

'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.'