My dear boy, Marriage is an act of faith. I had always wondered why God caused a deep sleep to fall upon Adam before he was given a …
My dear boy, Your downtimes are precious seeds; plant them. My maternal family were Methodists and my paternal family Catholics. At some point in church history, the union of …
My dear boy, I stumbled upon one of Rudyard Kipling’s poems, read by Sir Michael Caine, not one of those Hollywood actors I love but don’t know by name. John …
My dear, I have thought of the perfect gift: it’s a mirror! Because sometimes you forget how stunning you are. I know the creation story, but I believe one …
My son, You must understand that a “participatory trophy” is not a trophy. You’re there to win, to come out on top. Be number one. Others can be whatever they …
The older you get, your relationship with America changes. But America will never cease to amaze you. Your relationship with America starts with chocolates and candy bars gleefully shared …
My dear boy, I read the commentaries of my brother on religion, society, and a number of other subjects, and there is this mellowed pleasure marinating deep down my …
My dear boy, Although I write these letters to you with the best of intentions, I do not deny the weight exerted on my pen by my emotions. As …
My dear boy, “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players; they have their exits and their entrances….” My mother, pious as she is, …
My dear boy, I do not deny that I have struggled with finding the perfect nickname for myself. Oh, I think that I give the best nicknames, and I have …
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