Probably the most visible example of unintended consequences is what happens every time humans try to change the natural ecology of a place.

Time heals griefs and quarrels for we change and are no longer the same persons. Neither the offender nor the offended are any more themselves.

I get bored. We seem to have been having a little bit more time off this winter than last winter. I'm always itching to get back in the car. It's going to get harder so I've got to make sure that I'm doing everything I possibly can do to make sure I can start next season how I ended this season.

You know sitting in the car when they got back in and - first of all it was relief. I was not - there were two get away cars or switch cars they were called. And you know the group tended to include everyone.

I borrowed my friend's car the other day in an attempt to persuade my husband that we needed a car and literally this is true in the first day of borrowing the car I got three tickets and I rear-ended it.

Over my lifetime the car had actually transcended the fact that it is a car. It has become a venue.

In the end the humanities can only be defended by stressing how indispensable they are and this means insisting on their vital role in the whole business of academic learning rather than protesting that like some poor relation they don't cost much to be housed.

I have never yet seen any plan which has not been mended by the observations of those who were much inferior in understanding to the person who took the lead in the business.

Lucy took care of me on the set and made sure that none of the crew cussed around me. She also had birthday parties for me and made sure that they were well attended.

I suddenly realized how much I loved her when we attended Alfred Hitchcock's 75th birthday party last August. There was something magical about that night and it made me see how much she really meant to me.