There are some griefs so loud/They could bring down the sky/And there are griefs so still/None knows how deep they lie.
Does one come to enjoy even the hardships that help make one the person one is? Or is it that the past becomes a legend to be remembered with laughter?
It feels a long way up and down from zero.
instant intimacy was too often followed by disillusion.
A good marriage shuts out a very great deal.
Women's work is always toward wholeness.