Love was above everything else, and there was no hatred in love, only the occasional mistake.
It could be so beautiful here if the Americans themselves had not made it so ugly with their big buildings, their millions of cars, and noise.
There are many things in your heart you can never tell to another person. They are you, your private joys and sorrows, and you can never tell them. You cheapen yourself, the inside of yourself, when you tell them.
There is no one who would have me - I can't cook.
Every one of us lives this life just once, if we are honest, to live once is enough.
I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning, sighing for something it cannot have; and so am I.
Mr. Hitler was big on me. He kept writing and inviting me to come to Germany, and if the war hadn't started when it did, I would have gone and I would have taken a gun out of my purse and shot him, because I am the only person who would not have been searched.
To be man's tender mate was woman born, and in obeying nature she best serves the purposes of heaven.
Those guys who want to have the Mohawk. . . which, to me, is the new business casual.
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I suggest that people make an effort to reach out to five people a month. Not just by Facebook or email or Twitter. I'm talking hard-copy note.