The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.

Where was I going? I puzzled and wondered about it til I actually enjoyed the puzzlement and wondering.

A tree is best measured when it is down - and so it is with people.

There is only one child in the world and the Child’s name is All Children.

There is a warning love sends and the cost of it is never written till long afterward.

I have always felt that a woman has the right to treat the subject of her age with ambiguity until, perhaps, she passes into the realm of over ninety. Then it is better she be candid with herself and with the world.

Tell him solitude is creative if he is strong and the final decisions are made in silent rooms. Tell him to be different from other people if it comes natural and easy being different. Let him have lazy days seeking his deeper motives. Let him seek deep for where he is a born natural. Then he may understand Shakespeare and the Wright brothers, Pasteur, Pavlov, Michael Faraday and free imaginations Bringing changes into a world resenting change. He will be lonely enough to have time for the work he knows as his own.