A person's heart withers if it does not answer another heart.
to know how to read is to light a lamp in the mind, to release the soul from prison, to open a gate to the universe." from Pavilion of Women page 292
Many people lose the small joys in the hope for the big happiness.
At my age the bones are water in the morning until food is given them.
The rich are always afraid.
In a mood of faith and hope my work goes on. A ream of fresh paper lies on my desk waiting for the next book. I am a writer and I take up my pen to write.