Childhood, after all, is not an ending, but rather a state full of potent curiosity.
I suppose, I said, it is one definition of love, the belief in something that only the two of you can see.
Feminism remains something that needs to be explained to people.
The British have always made terrible parents.
The true self seeks release, not constraint. It doesnt want to be corseted in a sonnet or made to learn a system of musical notations. It wants liberation, which is why very often it fastens on the novel, for the novel seems spacious, undefined, free.
My children are living, thinking human beings. It isn't in my power to regret them, for they belong to themselves.