Doubt is the vestibule through which all must pass before they can enter into the temple of wisdom.
Family life was wonderful. The streets were bleak. The playgrounds were bleak. But home was always warm. My mother and father had a great relationship. I always felt 'safe' there.
I have always had a sense that we are all pretty much alone in life...
A man who envies our family is a man who needs...
Loyalty to the family must be merged into loyalty...
Irish is the prominent nationality in the family, but beyond that, I...
