2.06.2013

On Turning Thirty

"Ah! Women are like cheese strudels. When first baked, they are crisp and fresh on the outside, but the filling is unsettled and indigestible; in age, the crust may not be so lovely, but the filling comes at last into its own."
- Robert Farrar Capon, The Supper of the Lamb



In masks outrageous and austere,
The years go by in single file.
But none has merited my fear,
And none has quite escaped my smile.
- Elinore Wylie, "Now Let No Charitable Hope"