My mother wanted us to understand that the tragedies of your life one day have the potential to be comic stories the next.

Home life is no more natural to us than a cage is natural to a cockatoo.

Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.

Life is short and we have never too much time for gladdening the hearts of those who are travelling the dark journey with us. Oh be swift to love, make haste to be kind.

When you step on the brakes your life is in your foot's hands.