You say you want to talk, But you don't . You stonewall me.

Try to read your own work as a stranger would read it, or even better, as an enemy would.

Tell the truth through whichever veil comes to hand - but tell it.

The lady was old, the lady was ill. It didn't matter what the lady believed.

I am very selfish, really. I lived for love.

She had that thing most people don't have - curiosity. She might not have always got the right answers, but she wanted to ask the questions. It's very hard if you are interested in ideas and all that, ideas and the philosophies of the past, it's very hard to find someone around here to really talk to. That's the tragedy of the thing really I mean, when you think about it. Certainly I can't find anyone around here to talk to anymore. And for a woman it's even harder you see. They can feel very trapped - because of the patriarchy. I do feel everyone needs to have these little chats now and then.

Pulchritude--beauty where you would least suspect it, hidden in a word that looked like it should signify a belch or a skin infection.