Happiness is a Chinese meal; sorrow is a nourishment forever.

Remember and Study your Past to Succeed and Nourish your Present

We live in wonder, blaze in a cycle of passion and apprehension.

But we were young in judgement, old in years

I tell people I never got to hear Dylan Thomas read because my husband wouldn't let me, because he thought it would be a sort of bad influence. People say, 'And you didn't go?' They're so surprised because the me they know would have gone. And I say I was very much a 'yes, dear' wife.

Our masks, always in peril of smearing or cracking, in need of continuous check in the mirror or silverware, keep us in thrall to ourselves, concerned with our surfaces.