Were all like children. We may think we grow up, but to me, being grown up is death, stopping thinking, trying to find out things, going on learning. – Mary Wesley
Twenty years ago, I was living in a lovely cottage on the edge of Dartmoor but I couldnt afford to run a car. – Mary Wesley
I remember the evacuee children from towns and cities throwing stones at the farm animals. When we explained that if you did that you wouldnt have any milk, meat or eggs, they soon learned to respect the animals. – Mary Wesley
I was sent to a finishing school, which didnt last long when mother found out how badly chaperoned we were. Then I came out before going to a domestic science school. – Mary Wesley