Here I am in the garden laughing an old woman with heavy breasts and a nicely mapped face how did this happen well that's who I wanted to be at last a woman in the old style sitting stout thighs apart under a big skirt grandchild sliding on off my lap a pleasant summer perspiration that's my old man across the yard he's talking to the meter reader he's telling him the world's sad story how electricity is oil or uranium and so forth I tell my grandson run over to your grandpa ask him to sit beside me for a minute I am suddenly exhausted by my desire to kiss his sweet explaining lips.
Grace PaleyI should have written more. I should have written more during the period when I just liked so much doing the political work in the streets.
Grace PaleyHindsight, usually looked down upon, is probably as valuable as foresight, since it does include a few facts.
Grace Paley