Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace.

Writing is my vacation from living.

When you're 50 you start thinking about things you haven't thought about before. I used to think getting old was about vanity - but actually it's about losing people you love. Getting wrinkles is trivial.

I am so far from being a pessimist...on the contrary, in spite of my scars, I am tickled to death at life.

I have had my dance with Folly, nor do I shirk the blame; I have sipped the so-called Wine of Life and paid the price of shame; But I know that I shall find surcease, the rest my spirit craves, Where the rainbows play in the flying spray, 'Mid the keen salt kiss of the waves.

There is no present or future-only the past, happening over and over again-now.