And no bathroom on earth will make up for marrying a bearded man you hate.

Just to be in love seemed the most blissful luxury I had ever known. The thought came to me that perhaps it is the loving that counts, not the being loved in return -- that perhaps true loving can never know anything but happiness. For a moment I felt that I had discovered a great truth.

I wonder if there isn't a catch about having plenty of money? Does it eventually take the pleasure out of things?

I wanted to know more about the young ... strange that though they laughed so loud, they so seldom smiled. Perhaps laughter was involuntary whereas smiling was part of an attitude to life.

Was I the only woman in the world who, at my age - and after a lifetime of quite rampant independence - still did not quite feel grown up?

I have found that sitting in a place where you have never sat before can be inspiring.

Perhaps it would really be rather dull to be married and settled for life. Liar! It would be heaven.