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Do mortal fools still measure the increments leading to their deaths, wagering pleasures against costs, persisting in the delusion that deeds have value, that the world and all the gods sit in judgment over every decision made or not made?
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How senseless is everything that can ever be written, done, or thought, when such things are possible. It must be all lies and of no account when the culture of a thousand years could not prevent this stream of blood being poured out, these torture-chambers in their hundreds of thousands. A hospital alone shows what war is.
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The areas of consensus shift unbelievably fast; the bubbles of certainty are constantly exploding.
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I think of rock 'n' roll as a combination of country blues and swing band music, not Chicago blues, and modern pop.
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I had a kind of Dickensian childhood.
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John: I'm experiencing an odd sensation. I think it might be patriotism. Spitfire: Steady. Too much of that can damage your health.
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Friday is my night for letting my hair down, and once a month a group of my old male friends will come down and stay at our house in Hampshire.
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The right to suffer is one of the joys of a free economy.
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[When asked how many husbands she had had:] My own, or other people's?
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I'm grateful for all the attention because it validates I'm doing something.
