My father who died a few years ago was a good simple very honest man. His faith and affection for his family was just unassailable without question.
We are so used to dissembling with others that in time we come to deceive and dissemble with ourselves.
A work can become modern only if it is first postmodern. Postmodernism thus...
Women's virtue is frequently nothing but a regard to their own quiet and a...
The generality of virtuous women are like hidden treasures they are safe...
Sometimes to heal, you must first get hurt.
I can’t afford to hate anyone. I don’t have that kind of...
And instead of getting a pepper-and-salt effect, we find very clear and...
