there are dozens and dozens of ways to be a family ... Family tends to happen.

Great art always transcends its culture, while lesser art merely reflects it.

She began to feel the sense of wonderful elation that always came to her when beauty took hold of her and made her forget her fears.

Are anybody's parents typical?

Time exists so that everything doesn't happen at once.

But there is something about Time. The sun rises and sets. The stars swing slowly across the sky and fade. Clouds fill with rain and snow, empty themselves, and fill again. The moon is born, and dies, and is reborn. Around millions of clocks swing hour hands, and minute hands, and second hands. Around goes the continual circle of the notes of the scale. Around goes the circle of night and day, the circle of weeks forever revolving, and of months, and of years.

She seems to have had the ability to stand firmly on the rock of her past while living completely and unregretfully in the present.