Before You Have Children, You Mostly Think

It's A Feeling Which Tells Me That Any Woman Can Be Beautiful In The Eyes Of A Man Who Loves Her.

You Don't Write Because Someone Sets Assignments! You Write Because You Need To Write, Or Because You Hope Someone Will Listen Or Because Writing Will Mend Something Broken Inside You Or Bring Something Back To Life.

In Any Case, Fire Burns; That's Its Nature, And You Can't Expect To Change That. You Can Use It To Cook Your Meat Or To Burn Down Your Neighbor's House. And Is The Fire You Use For Cooking Any Different From The One You Use For Burning? And Does That Mean You Should Eat Your Supper Raw?" Maddy Shook Her Head, Still Puzzled. "so What You're Saying Is . . . I Shouldn't Play With Fire," She Said At Last. Of Course You Should," Said One-eye Gently. "but Don't Be Surprised If The Fire Plays Back.

I Could Do With A Bit More Excess. From Now On I'm Going To Be Immoderate--and Volatile--i Shall Enjoy Loud Music And Lurid Poetry. I Shall Be Rampant.

The Past Is An Obdurate Stranger That Puts As Many Marks On Us As We Attempt To Impose On It.