The truth can both lift up and knock down.

Sir if I was your daughter I would wait until this train started again and throw myself in front of it!

I gotta pound the keys for the ideas to flow.

Hattie.' Grace patted my arm. 'My cows sing better than you do.

Why couldn't I be more like other girls my age? Take Mrs. Brown's niece. She spent every waking hour sizing up this beau or that, stitching tea towels and petticoats and putting aside a little each month for a set of Spode Buttercup dishes.

My bounce-around life had taught me that dreams were dangerous things - they look solid in your mind, but you just try to reach for them. It's like gathering clouds.

Our actions make the fragrance of our lives...Would you smell of plums? Or Vinegar?