Her father spoils her with ideas. He encourages her to climb high, reach for the heavens. But who is there to catch her when she falls? Me. Who has to explain to her that not as many doors are open as she would like to think? Me. So what do I get in repayment? I am the bad person. The one standing in her way. Have you ever seen a daughter who hated her mother so,

Surprises are foolish things. The pleasure is not enhanced, and the inconvenience is often considerable.

I needed a space suit the way a pig needs a pipe organ.

Written By Robert A. Heinlein

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