In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
Take away love and our earth is a tomb.
Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
The sea heaves up hangs loaded o'er the land Breaks there and buries its...
I count life just a stuff to try the soul's strength on.
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.
