I am a hoarder of two things: documents and trusted friends.

I see no reason to keep silent about my enjoyment of the sound of my own voice as I work.

If you choose the sort of life which has no conventional pattern you have to try to make an art of it, or it is a mess.

It isn't necessarily the great and famous beauty spots we fall in love with. As with people, so with places. Love is unforeseen, and we can all find ourselves affectionately attached to the minor and the less obvious.

How wonderful it feels to be an artist and a woman in the twentieth century.

I'm old-fashioned beyond my years.

Give me a girl at an impressionable age and she is mine for life.