Perhaps love is a compelling necessity imposed on man by God that has something to do with suffering

I am the kind of a woman that likes to move on mentally from point to point, and I like for my man to be there way ahead of me. Then if he is strong and honest, it goes on from there. Good looks are not essential, just extra added attraction.

Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.

Such as I am, I am a precious gift.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

Like the dead-seeming, cold rocks, I have memories within that came out of the material that went to make me. Time and place have had their say.

I know that nothing is destructible; things merely change forms.