Perhaps the old view of 'Me breadwinner, you hausfrau' worked for our grandparents, when people obligingly popped off before boring each other to death, but it won't work any longer because we are living too long and divorce is needed today to do what death acomplished more economically before.

Friends are people who help you be more yourself, more the person you are intended to be.

But who would rush at a benighted man, and give him two black eyes for being blind?

If there are no endings, there are no beginnings and you see no new lands, so for everything that's lost, there is usually something gained.

It takes a lot of mulch, love does, to create a froth.

Each of us is a seed, a silent promise, and it is always Spring.

Loving can cost a lot but not loving always cost more.