Life has been very hard on me, but, at the same time, it has taught me a great deal.

I love you like a river that creates the right conditions for trees and bushes and flowers to flourish along its banks. I love you like a river that gives water to the thirsty and takes people where they want to go.

They think they're normal, because they all do the same thing. Well, I'm going to pretend that I have drunk from the same well as them.

We are all different, and should do what we can do te remain so.

But how to explain suffering because of a man? It's not explainable. With that kind of suffering, a person feels as if they're in hell, because there is no nobility, no greatness - only misery.

Each person is different and each one will reach God by his or her own path.

Personal growth has its price, and she was paying it without complaint.