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

Family life is too intimate to be preserved by the spirit of justice. It can be sustained by a spirit of love which goes beyond justice.

'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.'

'There is no such thing as 'fun for the whole family.''

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