Children Hold Us Hostage; They

Desire Creates Its Own Object.

Insanity Is A Lack Of Proportion.

Great Unhappiness Is Incompatible With The Belief That It Will Ever End.

It's The Perpetually Unfinished Quality Of Housework That Makes It Oppressive - It Never Ends, Like Bad Psychoanalysis, Or A Dream Interrupted. It Is Paradoxically True That It Is Exactly This Daily Re-creation Of The World That Lends Housekeeping Its Nobility And Romance.

To Have A Crisis, And Act Upon It, Is One Thing. To Dwell In Perpetual Crisis Is Another.