A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.
“You know, once something freezes, it's solid. That's the key to the arctic - they didn't fear the cold, they made use of it.”
“I've always wondered what it would be like if somebody from outer space landed with three heads. Then all of a sudden everybody else wouldn't look so bad, huh? Well, OK you're a little different from me but, hey, ya got one head.”