Say something worth the words.

I have spent my life waiting for something to happen,’ she said. ‘And I have come to understand that nothing will. Or it already has, and I blinked during that moment and it's gone. I don't know which is worse — to have missed it or to know there is nothing to miss.’ Falling Angels

It was not a house where secrets could be kept easily.

I wanted to wear the mantle and the pearls. I wanted to know the man who painted her like that.

So many (too many) books are published every year, and it seems everyone is writing a book. Perhaps we should all be reading more and writing less!

I find that when I come out of the library I'm in what I call the library bliss of being totally taken away from the distractions of life.

The sign of a masterpiece: A painting when there's a lack of resolution.