When you're on a merry-go-round, you miss a lot of the scenery.

I followed all life's pleasures wherever they would lead, but someone I can treasure is all I really need.

I have a lot of confidence, but little Self-Esteem. This has given me a tremendous creative spark because it forced me to keep proving myself.

When I am not writing, I'm dying.

I am, I said to no one there and no one heard at all, not even a chair.

You're alive, you might as well be glad.

I definitely don't feel like I'm 71. I feel like I did when I was - between 30 and 40. The body ages. The mind doesn't.