Wednesday, 14 May 2014


'I will never know hard hard it is to be developmentally disabled, but I do know the sorrow of being ordinary, and that much of our life is spent doing the crazy mental arithmetic of how, at any given moment, we might improve, or at least disguise our present our defects and screw-ups in either more charming or more intimidating ways.' 
Anne Lamott, Grace (Eventually), p.42.