Not to discriminate every moment some passionate attitude in those about us and in the very brilliancy of their gifts some tragic dividing on their ways is on this short day of frost and sun to sleep before evening.
Sometimes it's hard to be a woman giving all your love to just one man.
Stand by your man. Give him two arms to cling to and something warm to come to.
There is no reciprocity. Men love women. Women love children. Children...
Loving, like prayer, is a power as well as a process. It’s curative....
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
