The happiest days of my youth were when my brother and I would run through the woods and feel quite safe.

I'm slightly unsure as to what my goal is. I just keep doing jobs.

I feel like I'm one of the many working mothers. And I only have one child. I know working mums who have three or four. It's definitely a challenge but it's a wonderful challenge to be able to do both.

I'm not saving lives.

There is something about this generation living now, that we don't accept death.

You get rid of the fear of death by understanding that it is an integral fact of our existence. You do that through will and reason.

A tragedy need not have blood and death; it's enough that it all be filled with that majestic sadness that is the pleasure of tragedy.

Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection.