It may be a childish torment, but we do not get to choose our demons.
Surely words are just the background music when passion pounces on a soul.
So tell me gentleman, tell me the time and place where it was easy to be a woman.
When I meet a woman whose energy falters at the first barrier,she seems to fade beside my mother.
No one would have known, from how he held my hand, [that] over the years of heartache he had hatched a plot to change my life forever. He held his grip and would not let me go. I do not know what joins the parts of an atom, but it seems what binds one human to another is pain.
How remarkable we are in our ability to hide things from ourselves - our conscious minds only a small portion of our actual minds, jellyfish floating on a vast dark sea of knowing and deciding.