I Look A Hundred And

A Marriage, Even One That Goes Awry, Generates Claims And Needs That Persist Like An Afterglow Long After The Emotional Fire Is Burned Out.

Never Explain, Never Complain.

I'm Not A Beautiful Woman. I'm Nothing To Look At, So The Only Thing I Can Do Is Dress Better Than Anyone Else.

There Is A Peacefulness, An Air Of Reflection, About A Rocking-chair That Attaches To No Other Moving Object.

I Have Always Had The Courage For The New Things That Life Sometimes Offers.