I have retired, but if there's anything that would kill me it is to wake up in the morning not knowing what to do.
What a misfortune it is that we should thus be compelled to let our boys schooling interfere with their education!
What we each fall in love with individually is, I believe, our moral, mental, and physical complement. Not our like, not our counterpart; quite the contrary; within healthy limits, our unlike and our opposite.
At the beginning, your love supports your marriage. Later on, your marriage supports your love.
In chess, as a purely intellectual game, where randomness is excluded, - for someone to play against himself is absurd. . . It is as paradoxical, as attempting to jump over his own shadow.
Promises are lies wrapped in pretty ribbons -Cinnamon
. . . the reasons just reassemble themselves in different patterns every time I think about it.