The Reason Modern Poetry Is Difficult Is

I've Said What I'm Prepared To Say In My Poems, And Then Journalists Think That You're Going To Tell Them A Whole Lot More.

My Heart Has Made Its Mind Up And I'm Afraid It's You.

I Think It's A Question Which Particularly Arises Over Women Writers: Whether It's Better To Have A Happy Life Or A Good Supply Of Tragic Plots.

At Lunchtime I Bought A Huge Orange The Size Of It Made Us All Laugh. I Peeled It And Shared It With Robert And Dave— They Got Quarters And I Had A Half. And That Orange It Made Me So Happy, As Ordinary Things Often Do Just Lately. The Shopping. A Walk In The Park This Is Peace And Contentment. It's New. The Rest Of The Day Was Quite Easy. I Did All My Jobs On My List And Enjoyed Them And Had Some Time Over. I Love You. I'm Glad I Exist.

There Are So Many Kinds Of Awful Men One Can't Avoid Them All. She Often Said She'd Never Make The Same Mistake Again: She Always Made A New Mistake Instead.