Each day, and the living of it, has to be a conscious creation in which discipline and order are relieved with some play and pure foolishness. |
The garden is growth and change and that means loss as well as constant new treasures to make up for a few disasters. |
The more articulate one is, the more dangerous words become. |
There is only one real deprivation... and that is not to be able to give one's gifts to those one loves most. |
True feeling justifies whatever it may cost. |
We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be. |
Women are at last becoming persons first and wives second, and that is as it should be. |