Most people feel younger than their age, but the culture values youth, success, beauty, productivity. There is no space in this culture for older people.

I am happier when I love than when I am loved. I adore my husband, my son, my grandchildren, my mother, my dog, and frankly, I don't know if they even like me. But who cares? Loving them is my joy.

When love exists, nothing else matters, not life’s predicaments, not the fury of the years, not a physical winding down or scarcity of opportunity.

I have seen these persons speak unthinkingly, not realizing that to speak is also to be. Word and gesture are man's thought. We should not speak without reason.

I would like to be with my husband together sitting somewhere in a lonely place in the woods and take something, maybe some pills or something, a magic potion and die together.

far away from my country I would be like those trees they chop down at Christmastime, those poor rootless pines that last a little while and then die.

I think I was a feminist before the word was invented.