The older women were Sunbeams and I guess we were Cherubs or Lambs, but our mothers were Nightingales.

Never have nights been more beautiful than these nights of anxiety. In the sky have been shining in trinity the moon, Venus and Mars. Nature has been more splendid than man.

She had storms all her life, but she died peacefully.

The stench of human wreckage in which the Nazi regime finally sank down to defeat has been the most shocking fact of modern times.

I act as a sponge. I soak it up and squeeze it out in ink every two weeks.

Women have invented nothing in all that, except the men who were born as male babies and grew up to be men big enough to be killed fighting.

In the history of art there are periods when bread seems so beautiful that it nearly gets into museums.