I'm sorry. I can love you. I can grieve for you, or with you. I can share your pain. But I cannot judge you.

Our children change us... whether they live or not.

The world demands I make good choices on no information, and then blames my maidenhood for my mistakes, as if my maidenhood were responsible for my ignorance. Ignorance is not stupidity, but it might as well be. And I do not like feeling stupid.

Have you ever heard the phrase, Living well is the best revenge?" "Where I come from, someone's head in a bag is generally considered the best revenge

Endure pain, find joy, and make your own meaning, because the universe certainly isn't going to supply it.

Well, what is a blessing but a curse from another point of view?

When you can’t do something truly useful, you tend to vent the pent up energy in something useless but available, like snappy dressing.