It is not a language's weakness but its strengths that control the gradient of its change: Alas, a language never escapes its embryonic sac.

At twenty-one, I was a divorced single mother. At thirty, I was struggling to feed my children. At forty, I was starting over in a new country. At fifty, I was rebuilding my career. At sixty, I walked the runway at Fashion Week. Life begins at every age—if you dare to make a plan.

文学是将混沌转化为秩序，然后质疑该秩序的艺术。