Insanity Is A Lack Of Proportion.

I Love Cloisters, Which Are The Architectural Equivalent Of A Theological Concept: Perfect Freedom Within Set Boundaries.

Porches Are America's Lost Rooms.

In The Face Of Evil, Detachment Is A Dubious Virtue.

The Best Work Is A Fusion Of Love And Praise.

It's The Perpetually Unfinished Quality Of Housework That Makes It Oppressive - It Never Ends, Like Bad Psychoanalysis, Or A Dream Interrupted. It Is Paradoxically True That It Is Exactly This Daily Re-creation Of The World That Lends Housekeeping Its Nobility And Romance.