The Classics Tell Us That, In Relationships,

My Love For Him Had Never Gone Away But Only Changed, Growing Deeper Like Wine Fermenting Or Pickles Curing. It Bore Into Me With The Pervasiveness Of Water Working Its Way To The Center Of A Mountain.

All Women On Earth-- And Men, Too For That Matter-- Hope For The Kind Of Love That Transforms Us, Raises Us Up Out Of The Everyday, & Gives Us The Courage To Survive Our Little Deaths: The Heartache Of Unfulfilled Dreams, Of Career And Personal Disappointments, Of Broken Love Affairs.

People Write To Me All The Time, And I Write Back.

I Think Sometimes As An Adult, You Take People For What They Do, And What They Are Now, Instead Of The Whole Picture Of Their Lives.

For My Entire Life I Longed For Love. I Knew It Was Not Right For Me — As A Girl And Later As A Woman — To Want Or Expect It, But I Did, And This Unjustified Desire Has Been At The Root Of Every Problem I Have Experienced In My Life.