... All That That I Learn Just

Being A Stepmother Has Worked Out Very Well For Me. I Love My Stepchildren Very Much.

If There Is Love Enough,then Nothing-not Nature, Not Even Death Itself- Can Come Between Two Who Love Each Other.

I Wanted The Heat And The Sweat And The Passion Of A Man That I Could Love And Trust. And I Wanted To Give Myself To Him: Not For Advantage, But For Desire.

In A Way. Magic Is The Act Of Making A Wish Come About. Like Praying, Like Plotting, Like Herbs, Like Exerting Your Will On The World, Making Something Happen.

The Bird Sings As If To Say That Delight Is Easy, For Those Who Desire It