Maxioms by Bill Cosby
She (his wife) is the wind beneath my wings.
She (his wife) is the wind beneath my wings.
Nothing I've ever done has given me more joys and rewards than being a father to my children.
Nothing I've ever done has given me more joys and rewards than being a father to my children.
Poets have said that the reason to have children is to give yourself immortality. Immortality? Now that I have five read more
Poets have said that the reason to have children is to give yourself immortality. Immortality? Now that I have five children, my only hope is that they are all out of the house before I die.
The essence of childhood, of course, is play, which my friends and I did endlessly on streets that we reluctantly read more
The essence of childhood, of course, is play, which my friends and I did endlessly on streets that we reluctantly shared with traffic.
