When Aunt Sid describes out future I want to run and hide. When it comes down to it, I don’t know if I’ll be able to walk out the front door. I don’t know if I’ll be able to walk into the college dorms with tall windows and everyone…
Perhaps I should change my name to Ruth Truth. The combination of pity and compassion with honesty and beauty would be a real knockout. People might not see me come into a room but they’d feel like…
I whisper, when she goes out to make more coffee, that I want to be like Charles Dickens and write about all the good and strange people. I know I’ll stay here for a while, but there’ll come a time when I take my children and…
We’re only passers-by, and all you can do is love what you have in your life. A person has to fight the meanness that sometimes comes with you when you’re born, sometimes grows if you aren’t in lucky surroundings…