And one perfect day can give clues for a more perfect life.

Cut asparagus at night - in desperation. When one is very tired one always does one more thing.

war is a thug's game. The thug strikes first and harder. He doesn't go by rules and he isn't afraid of hurting people.

Marriage should, I think, always be a little bit hard and new and strange. It should be breaking your shell and going into another world, and a bigger one.

The punctuation of anniversaries is terrible, like the closing of doors, one after another between you and what you want to hold on to.

Is there anything as horrible as starting on a trip? Once you're off, that's all right, but the last moments are earthquake and convulsion, and the feeling that you are a snail being pulled off your rock.

Flowers always have it - poise, completion, fulfillment, perfection . . .