I can sometimes hear her music now, after thirty years -- and remember the leaves falling on some smoky autumn afternoon, the air crisp and the sounds of dogs barking, and train whistles far away.
Think where man's glory most begins and ends and say my glory was I had such friends.
Being Irish he had an abiding sense of tragedy which sustained him through...
To be born woman is to know - although they do not speak of it at school -...
If suffering brings wisdom I would wish to be less wise.
If you don’t make mistakes, you’re not working on hard enough...
A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.
Cultivate solitude and quiet and a few sincere...