Well, love is insanity. The ancient Greeks knew that. It is the taking over of a rational and lucid mind by delusion and self-destruction. You lose yourself, you have no power over yourself, you can't even think straight.

There was no justice, there was only life. And life she had.

In a great gasp, puts her head in her hands again and cries as if her throat were a cave, as if the howling winds came from her belly, she cries like a storm that will never end.

Nothing is ever simple. What do you do when you discover you like parts of the role you're trying to escape?

Even disasters -- there are always disasters when you travel -- can be turned into adventures.

rain is one thing the British do better than anybody else.

Women are afraid in a world in which almost half the population bears the guise of the predator, in which no factor - age, dress, or color - distinguishes a man who will harm a woman from one who will not.