Jane was my wicked stepmother: she was generous, affectionate and resourceful; she salvaged my schooling and I owe her an unknowable debt for that. One flaw: sometimes, early on, she would tell me things designed to make me think less of my mother, and I would wave her away, saying, 'Jane, this just
“The death of dictator Kim Jong-Il has cast all eyes on North Korea, a country without literature or freedom or truth.”
“Nothing is more despicable than a professional talker who uses his words as a quack uses his remedies.”