The reason grandparents and grandchildren get along so well is that they have a common enemy.
It was on my fifth birthday that Papa put his hand on my shoulder and said, 'Remember, my son, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.'
Somewhere on this globe, every ten seconds, there is a woman giving birth to a child. She must be found and stopped.
You must learn from the mistakes of others. You can't possibly live long enough to make them all yourself.
If you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.
It's so simple to be wise. Just think of something stupid to say and then don't say it.