A gift, with a kind countenance, is a double present.
I’m not materialistic. I believe in presents from the heart, like a drawing that a child does.
When someone asks if you’d like cake or pie, why not say you want cake and pie?
It is lovely, when I forget all birthdays, including my own, to find that somebody remembers me.
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.’