I shall continue to explore-the astonishment of living.

Before you fall asleep everyday, say something positive to yourself.

if death becomes cheap it is the watcher, not the dying, who is poisoned.

After forty years of marriage we still stood with broken swords in our hands.

One's palate is reborn every morning!

It's not till sex has died out between a man and a woman that they can really love. And now I mean affection. Now I mean to be fond of (as one is fond of oneself) -to hope, to be disappointed, to live inside the other heart. When I look back on the pain of sex, the love like a wild fox so ready to bite, the antagonism that sits like a twin beside love, and contrast it with affection, so deeply unrepeatable, of two people who have lived a life together (and of whom one must die) it's the affection I find richer. It's that I would have again. Not all those doubtful rainbow colors.

A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again.