Better To Accept The Wretched Truth Than

We're All Blessed And We're All Blighted, Chief Inspector," Said Finney. "everyday Each Of Us Does Our Sums. The Question Is, What Do We Count?

A Good Novel Is A Good Novel, Pointe Finale. And I Think What I'm Writing Is Exactly That.

The Women In The Room Chatted About Love, About Childhood, About Losing Parents, About Mr. Spock, About Good Books They'd Read. They Mothered Each Other.

Don't Mistake Dramatics For A Conscience.

But, Like Peace, Comfort Didn't Come From Hiding Away Or Running Away. Comfort First Demanded Courage.