News is like food: it is the cooking and serving that makes it acceptable, not the material itself.
Rose MacaulayNothing, perhaps, is strange, once you have accepted life itself, the great strange business which includes all lesser strangeness.
Rose MacaulayThe superior thing ... was to be late. Lateness showed that serene contempt for the illusion we call time which is so necessary to ensure the respect of others and oneself. Only the servile are punctual.
Rose MacaulayEach wrong act brings with it its own anesthetic, dulling the conscience and blinding it against further light, and sometimes for years.
Rose Macaulay