I believe you have to nurture your conscience.

I hated school . . . . One of the reasons was a learning disability, dyslexia, which no one understood at the time. I still can't spell . . .

Everything worthwhile, everything of any value, has its price. Everything anyone has ever wanted has come neatly wrapped up in its penalties.

A beguiling lady doesn't take after the swarm. She is herself.

A face that is really lovely in repose can fall apart if, when its owner stars to talk, she distorts every feature.

I don't yearn to be a child again.

In my dreams, I could be a Princess, and that's what I was. Like most little girls, I believed nothing less than a Prince could make my dreams come true.