God has taken care of me, and mother dear has taken care of me, too. All my life.

My dear sir, it haunted me for the rest of my life.

I grew up reading Proust all my life, and he's very dear to me.

I know I do not exaggerate, unconsciously and unintentionally, the scantiness of my resources and the difficulty of my life... I know that, but for the mercy of God, I might easily have been, for any care that was taken of me, a little robber or a vagabond.

I'm trying to lead a good Christian life, so there ain't too much spicy to tell about me.

I told my parents, 'You've taken care of me all my life, helped me through college. You've been awesome, but now it's my turn to be my own man.'