Darkest of all Decembers ever has my life known, Sitting here by the embers, stunned, helpless, alone.
Is the sea drying up? It is going up into mist and coming down on us in this water spout, the rain. It raineth every day, and the weather represents our tearful despair on a large scale.
Forgiveness is indifference. Forgiveness is impossible while love lasts.
Threatened men live long.
Women--wives and mothers--are the same everywhere.
I am always on the women's side.