It always boils down to the same thing - not only receiving love, but desperately needing to give it.
Giving is living. If you stop wanting to give, there's nothing more to live for.
There are certain shades of limelight that can wreck a girl's complexion.
If my world were to cave in tomorrow, I would look back on all the pleasures, excitements and worthwhilenesses I have been lucky enough to have had. Not the sadness, not my miscarriages or my father leaving home, but the joy of everything else. It will have been enough.
And...I think that's what life is all about, actually, about children and flowers.
If I blow my nose, it gets written all over the world.