Having a home, husband and child ought to be enough for any woman's life. I mean, that's what we are meant for, isn't it? But still I think every day is a lost day. As if only half of me is alive. The other half is pressed down in a bag and suffocated.

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

Happiness is good health and a bad memory.

Keep it simple. Make a blank face and the music and the story will fill it in.