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.

'When you kiss someone, your heart goes out to them, and when you're done kissing them your heart goes back in.'

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

'Families are about love overcoming emotional torture.'

I hope they get here soon. The kids are biting at the chomp.