Thankful for the simple but wonderful nights with my family, when we're home together and all the windows are open, and the weather's perfect, and we eat dinner together and talk a little, and then the kids do homework at the dining room table while we clean up the kitchen.
"Life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent. We would not dare to conceive the things which are really mere commonplaces of existence. If we could fly out of that window hand in hand, hover over this great city, gently remove the roofs, and peep in at the queer things which are going on, the strange coincidences, the plannings, the cross-purposes, the wonderful chains of events, working through generations, and leading to the most outré results, it would make all fiction with its conventionalities and foreseen conclusions most stale and unprofitable." — Arthur Conan Doyle