The nail doesn't choose the time or the circumstances in which it is drawn to the magnet

The reason life is so strange is that so often people have no choice.

It was lovely when you found students who responded to things you were enthusiastic about.

The nail doesn't choose the time or the circumstances in which it is drawn to the magnet

Reading is rapture (or if it isn't, I put the book down meaning to go on with it later, and escape out the side door).

Love, even of the most ardent and soul-destroying kind, is never caught by the lens of the camera.

Sometimes she goes out to work as a practical nurse, and comes home and sits by the kitchen table soaking her feet in a pan of hot water and Epsom salts. When she gets into bed and the springs creak under her weight, she groans with the pleasure of lying stretched out on an object that understands her so well.