Home Is Where Your Books Are.

Nothing You Write Is Ever Lost To You. At Some Other Level Your Mind Is Working On It.

I Don't Think That I Had Any Idea That 'fear Of Flying' Would Become A Part Of The Culture. I Had No Idea That It Would Go All Over The World And Be Published In Chinese And Serbo-croat And So On.

Ken, My Husband, Just Smelled Like He Belonged To Me. I'm Not Talking About Hygiene. I'm Talking About When You Hug Him, He Either Feels Like A Member Of Your Tribe Or Not. It's Their Scent.

If We Can Be Sufficient Unto Ourselves, We Need Fear No Entangling Webs.

Because I Loved Myself, I Was Loved.