Old As She Was, She Still Missed

Life Is Accepting What Is And Working From That.

I Don't Believe That Life Is Supposed To Make You Feel Good, Or To Make You Feel Miserable Either. Life Is Just Supposed To Make You Feel.

Spoiled. That's All It's About - Can't Live Without This, Can't Live Without That. You Can Live Without Anything You Weren't Born With, And You Can Make It Through On Even Half Of That.

Contempt Mates Well With Pity.

One Should Be Able To Return To The First Sentence Of A Novel And Find The Resonances Of The Entire Work.