If there is one thing worse than being an ugly duckling in a house of swans, it's having the swans pretend there's no difference.
We have really everything in common with America nowadays except, of course, language.
Be thou the first true merit to befriend, his praise is lost who stays till all commend.
Is there life before death?
Starting with getting run down by a drunk burning his way down Valencia -- that were infinitely more likely and immediate than terrorists.
Funny business, a woman's career: the things you drop on the way up the ladder so you can move faster. You forget you'll need them again when you get back to being a woman. It's one career all females have in common, whether we like it or not: being a woman.
While we have the gift of life, it seems to me that only tragedy is to allow part of us to die - whether it is our spirit, our creativity, or our glorious uniqueness.