A Woman Whose Smile Is Open And

I Am Not A Perfect Friend, And It Is Impossible Not To Rebuff Or Be Rebuffed If You Move About The World.

God Is A God Of Lovingkindness.

Sometimes What We Call Love Is Just A Settling Of Old Scores, Or A Seeking Of Forbidden Pain, Or A Circuitous Path To The Kingdom Of Cruelty, Or She May Simply Have Confused Lack Of Capital With Heroism While Searching For Rescue Without Knowing From What.

It Is Hard To Hold On To Friendships When People Move Away To Another State Or To Another World.

You Have To Be A Lover Of Books Without Expecting More Of Them Than They Give - A Little Pleasure, A Little Insight, A Moment Of Escape, A Deepening Of Your Own Humanity. Not Much Else.