After 60, Its Just Patch, Patch, Patch

Sometimes I Think That I Cheated My Own Family And My Closest Friends By Giving To Audiences So Much Of The Love I Might Have Kept For Them. But That’s The Way I Was Made; I Truly Don't Think I Could Help It

My Experience Of Emptiness Is That It Is Alive With The Possibility Of Everything Waiting To Be Born

I Was Seventeen Years Old, A Married Woman Without Real Responsibilities, Miserable About My Mixed-up Emotions, Afraid There Was Something Awfully Wrong With Me Because I Didn't Enjoy Being A Wife. Worst Of All, I Didn't Have Enough To Do.

We Should Try To Hold On To The Christmas Spirit, Not Just One Day A Year, But All 365.

Anything Was Better Than Playing Cards, And I Was Doing Something I Wanted To Do Creating.