I'm Waiting For The Day When My

Help Is Dangerous Because It Exists Outside The Human Economy: The Only Payment For Help Is Gratitude.

Hope Is Like One Of Those Orchids That Grows Around Toxic Waste: Lovely In Itself - And An Assertion, If You Like, Of Indefatigable Good - But A Sure Sign That Something Nasty Lies Underneath.

People Are Least Aware Of Others When Demonstrating Their Own Power Over Them.

To Become A Mother Is To Learn A Whole Language - To Relearn It, Perhaps, As It Was The Tongue To Which We Were Born - And Hence Gain Entrance To A Forgotten World Of Comprehension.

I Don't Really Believe In Stories, Only In The People Who Tell Them.