I have been very happy, very rich, very beautiful, much adulated, very famous and very unhappy.
I’m a girl from a good family who was very well brought up. One day I turned my back on it all and became a bohemian.
We have abolished the death penalty for humans, so why should it continue for animals?
What could be more beautiful than a dear old lady growing wise with age? Every age can be enchanting, provided you live within it.