I saw the lovely arch Of rainbow span the sky, The gold sun burning As the rain swept by.

During much of my life, I was anxious to be what someone else wanted me to be. Now I have given up that struggle. I am what I am.

I saw the lovely arch Of rainbow span the sky, The gold sun burning As the rain swept by.

People don't feel so quarrelsome in warm weather. They get crotchety in the fall and begin to go to law about things after the first hard frosts.

When I dream, I am ageless.

there is something dangerous about mirrors. ... What dynamite we handle when we lift a mirror or bend towards one! I seldom do.

Outwardly I am 83, but inwardly I am every age, with the emotions and experience of each period.