The Lovesick, The Betrayed, And The Jealous

You Must Not Pity Me Because My Sixtieth Year Finds Me Still Astonished. To Be Astonished Is One Of The Surest Ways Of Not Growing Old Too Quickly.

It Is Not A Bad Thing That Children Should Occasionally, And Politely, Put Parents In Their Place.

A Pretty Little Collection Of Weaknesses And A Terror Of Spiders Are Our Indispensable Stock-in-trade With The Men...

I've Entered The World Of Wine Without Any Professional Training, But A Definite Appetite For Good Bottles.

There Are Days When Solitude, For Someone My Age, Is A Heady Wine That Intoxicates You With Freedom, Others When It Is A Bitter Tonic, And Still Others When It Is A Poison That Makes You Beat Your Head Against The Wall.