If you can smell garlic, everything is all right.

My brief stay at the hospital had already convinced me that the medical profession was an open door to anyone nursing a grudge against the human race.

The human race sleepwalked to oblivion, thinking only of the corporate logos on it's shroud.

The entertainment medium of film is particularly tuned to the present imaginations of people at large. A lot of fiction is intensely nostalgic.

Most writers flinch at the thought of being completely honest about themselves. So absolute honesty is what marks the true modern.

One of the things I took from my wartime experiences was that reality was a stage set... the comfortable day-to-day life, school, the home where one lives and all the rest of it... could be dismantled overnight.

Perhaps the future belongs to magic, and it's we women who control magic.