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

The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children. The mighty abstract idea I have of beauty in all things stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness.

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

As the family goes, so goes the nation and so goes the whole world in which we live.

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