If All Good, Respectable People Had One

And Then The Days Came When I Was Alone.

I Often Want To Cry. That Is The Only Advantage Women Have Over Men — At Least They Can Cry.

Not That She Objected To Solitude. Quite The Contrary. She Had Books, Thank Heaven, Quantities Of Books. All Sorts Of Books.

Age Seldom Arrives Smoothly Or Quickly. It's More Often A Succession Of Jerks.

The Perpetual Hunger To Be Beautiful And That Thirst To Be Loved Which Is The Real Curse Of Eve.