I Believe That Children Long For Form

Love Is Our Human Miracle.

Do We Always Make Our Freedom Out Of Someone Else's Bondage?

Being Very Rich As Far As I Am Concerned Is Having A Margin. The Margin Is Being Able To Give.

It Is Harder For Women, Perhaps To Be 'one-pointed,' Much Harder For Them To Clear Space Around Whatever It Is They Want To Do Beyond Household Chores And Family Life. Their Lives Are Fragmented... The Cry Not So Much For A 'a Room Of One's Own' As Time Of One's Own. Conflict Become Acute, Whatever It May Be About, When There Is No Margin Left On Any Day In Which To Try At Least To Resolve It.

It Is Dark Now. The Snow Is Deep Blue And The Ocean Nearly Black. It Is Time For Some Music.