I am most drawn to writing when I have something else urgent to do.
The sewing machine joins what the scissors have cut asunder, plus whatever else comes in its path.
Stupidity is a fact of life, but unmentionable. The new Prudery.
Fearful of sentimentality, I disown my tears and melting heart.
If I could do my life over, I would try to cleanse at least my pleasures of self-pity.
Disobedient parents are a great trouble to their children.