I wish I could be a grandmother. It is wanton extravagance to have had a youth with no one to tell of it to when one grows old.

You are only young once. At the time it seems endless, and is gone in a flash; and then for a very long time you are old.

I do apologize for writing by hand - and so badly. I shall soon be like Helen Thomas, notoriously illegible. In her last letter only two words stood out plain: 'Blood pressure.' Subsequent research demonstrated that what she had actually written was 'Beloved friends.

I feel domesticity just slipping off me. It is a choice. Either one can let it go or one can intensify it. The people who intensify it seem to get quite a lot of interest out of that, too, and are as preoccupied as pirates.

There are some women ... in whom conscience is so strongly developed that it leaves little room for anything else.

And another day is tucked under my wing.

To one who has led a virtuous life, to sin is the easiest thing in the world. No experience of unpleasant consequences grits that smooth sliding fall, no recollection of disillusionment blurs that pure desire.