Children dear and loving children can alone console a woman for the loss of her beauty.

I grew up loving horses. I was relatively obsessed starting with my rocking horse at age 2 all the way through my painting and drawing phase.

My habit would have been to veer towards the dark - to prove I was something edgy or maybe to prove that I was cognisant of the dark side. Now with age and confidence I can say yeah that's true but I am cognisant of the fact that people can do things well. And can be more loving than you expect.

Death comes not to the living soul nor age to the loving heart.