Sentimentality - that's what we call the sentiment we don't share.
It was like having a box of chocolates shut in the bedroom drawer. Until the box was empty it occupied the mind too much.
In a mad world it always seems simpler to obey.
They think my mother's ashes are marijuana.
One forgets so quickly one's own youth.
I had never known her before and I had never loved her so much. The more we know the more we love, I thought.