The truth is that I am enslaved... in one vast love affair with 70 children.
I am inclined to think that eating is a private thing and should be done alone, like other bodily functions.
What can be heavier than wealth than freedom?
Being always overavid, I demand from those I love a love equal to mine, which, being balanced people, they cannot supply.
Love has the quality of informing almost everything - even one's work.
I never forgive attacks on my work.