There is no more defiant denial of one man's ability to possess one woman exclusively than the prostitute who refuses to redeemed.

No sooner do we think we have assembled a comfortable life than we find a piece of ourselves that has no place to fit in.

There is no more defiant denial of one man's ability to possess one woman exclusively than the prostitute who refuses to redeemed.

Growth demands a temporary surrender of security.

by operating on the principle of human and material obsolescence, America eats her history alive.

A seasoned woman is spicy. She has been marinated in life experiences. Like a complex wine, she can be alternately sweet, tart, sparkling, mellow. She is both maternal and playful. Assured, alluring, and resourceful. She is less likely to have an agenda than a young woman-no biological clock tick-tocking beside her lover's bed, no campaign to lead him to the altar, no rescue fantasies. The seasoned woman knows who she is. She could be any one of us, as long a she is committed to living fully and passionately in the second half of her life, despite failures and false starts.

The perceptions of middle age have their own luminosity.