And Often It Would Be A Woman

In Every Message She Spoke Of Birds, Of Flight, Of The World Away. Even Back Then, She Flew Against What Was Presented To Her. I Wanted To Cling To Her Wings And Soar, No Matter How Intimidated I Was.

I've Come To Believe That Part Of Lovesickness Comes From This Conflict Between Control And Desire. In Love We Have No Control. Our Hearts And Minds Are Tormented, Teased, Enticed And Delighted By The Overwhelming Strength Of Emotions That Make Us Try To Forget The Real World.

Having A Baby Is Painful In Order To Show How Serious A Thing Life Is.

I Write A Thousand Words A Day.

Let Those Who Believe, Believe. Let Those Who Doubt, Doubt.