My Bag Was As Light As My

I'm Not Sure I Would Have Ever Started To Draw, Let Alone Write, If My Childhood Hadn't Been So Happy. It Was A Mixture Of Comfort And Adventure. An Excellent Mixture!

It's Funny About Love', Sophia Said. 'the More You Love Someone, The Less He Likes You Back.' 'that's Very True,' Grandmother Observed. 'and So What Do You Do?' 'you Go On Loving,' Said Sophia Threateningly. 'you Love Harder And Harder.

Making A Journey By Night Is More Wonderful Than Anything In The World.

All Men Have Parties And Are Pals Who Never Let Each Other Down. A Pal Can Say Terrible Things Which Are Forgotten The Next Day. A Pal Never Forgives, He Just Forgets, And A Woman Forgives But Never Forgets. That's How It Is. That's Why Women Aren't Allowed To Have Parties. Being Forgiven Is Very Unpleasant.

A Very Long Time Ago, Grandmother Had Wanted To Tell About All The Things They Did, But No One Had Bothered To Ask. And Now She Had Lost The Urge.