we are such inward secret creatures, that inwardness the most amazing thing about us, even more amazing than our reason. but we cannot just walk into the cavern and look around. most of what we think we know about our minds is pseudo-knowledge. we are all such shocking poseurs, so good at inflating the importance of what we think we value.

Freedom is not choosing; that is merely the move that we make when all is already lost. Freedom is knowing and understanding and respecting things quite other than ourselves.

What a test that is: more than devotion, admiration, passion. If you long and long for someone’s company you love them.

We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.

The theatre is a tragic place, full of endings and partings and heartbreak.

Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too. How fortunate we are to be food-consuming animals. Each meal should be a treat and one ought to bless every day which brings with it a good digestion and the precious gift of hunger.

I see myself as Rhoda, not Mary Tyler Moore.