I gave you justice, it said, as I was taught it. And I gave you mercy , too, so far as I could. While I could not spare you pain and humiliation, I make you a gift of my own pains and humiliations, that yours might be easier to bear.

Where did you learn to kiss like that?” I said, a little breathless. He grinned and pulled me close again. “I said I was a virgin, not a monk,” he said, kissing me again. “If I find I need guidance, I’ll ask.

Once you've chosen a man, don't try to change him', I wrote with more confidence. 'It can't be done. More important-don't let him try to change you.

Lord that she might be safe. She and my children.

He's a man...and that's no small thing to be.

Torn between the impulse to stroke his head, and the urge to cave it in with a rock, I did neither.

We are bound, you and I, and nothing on this earth shall part me from you.