There are three social classes in America: upper middle class, middle class, and lower middle class.
To be a saint does not exclude fine dresses nor a beautiful house.
I am treating you as my friend asking you share my present minuses in the hope I can ask you to share my future pluses.
Eating without conversation is only stoking.
Have you ever taken something out of the clothes hamper because it had become, relatively, the cleanest thing?
My mother is such a lousy cook that Thanksgiving at her house is a time of sorrow.
Humor distorts nothing, and only false gods are laughed off their pedestals.
Hope is a thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without words And never stops at all.