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"Praises of the unworthy are felt by ardent minds as robberies of the deserving."
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"Of course, everyone's parents are embarrassing. It goes with the territory. The nature of parents is to embarrass merely by existing, just as it is the nature of children of a certain age to cringe with embarrassment, shame, and mortification should their parents so much as speak to them on the street."

"The arrangements that couples make in order to maintain civility in the midst of their journey to divorce are often most elaborate when the professed top priority is to protect a child."

"No father knows that he is carrying his son up the stairs for the final time."

"All happy families resemble one another, each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way."

"A wise woman protects her kids. A wiser woman hangs out with police officers, retired FBI agents and private investigators."

"Fear is the mother of morality."

"He who loses his mother loses a pure soul who blesses and guards him constantly."
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"Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind."


"Works of imagination should be written in very plain language; the more purely imaginative they are the more necessary it is to be plain."


"The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions - the little, soon forgotten charities of a kiss or a smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment."


"Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other, and both together make up one whole."


"Christianity is not a theory or speculation, but a life; not a philosophy of life, but a life and a living process."


"What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you dreamed? And what if, in your dream, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if, when you awake, you had the flower in your hand? Ah, what then?"


"Day after day, day after day,We stuck, nor breath nor motion;As idle as a painted shipUpon a painted ocean."
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