Perhaps all artists were, in a sense, housewives: tenders of the earth household.
The hardest part is believing in yourself at the notebook stage. It is like believing in dreams in the morning.
There is no loneliness like the loneliness of a dead marriage.
Ken, my husband, just smelled like he belonged to me. I'm not talking about hygiene. I'm talking about when you hug him, he either feels like a member of your tribe or not. It's their scent.
I think the Jews are an amazing group of people and their survival is amazing.
Pain is not love. Love flowers; love gives without taking; love is serene and calm.