Nothing comes back. The eye sees for a moment, the ear hears, but look, now it is gone.

But the gates of my happy childhood had clanged shut behind me; I had become adult enough to recognize the need to conceal unbearable emotions for the sake of others.

For centuries the word 'nature' has been used to bolster prejudices or to express, not reality, but a state of affairs that the user would wish to see.

Providing for one's family as a good husband and father is a watertight excuse for making money hand over fist. Greed may be a sin, exploitation of other people might, on the face of it, look rather nasty, but who can blame a man for 'doing the best' for his children?

Sadly, man recognises that the ideal, submissive woman he has created for himself is somehow not quite what he wanted.

Providing for one's family as a good husband and father is a water-tight excuse for making money hand over fist.

grievance does not make for great art.