Evil Would Always Come To Me Disguised

The Only Way I Could Endure Being A Coward Was If I Was The Only One Who Knew It.

She Was One Of Those Southerners Who Knew From An Early Age That The South Could Never Be More For Them Than A Fragrant Prison, Administered By A Collective Of Loving But Treacherous Relatives.

There Is Such A Thing As Too Much Beauty In A Woman And It Is Often A Burden As Crippling As Homeliness And Far More Dangerous. It Takes Much Luck And Integrity To Survive The Gift Of Perfect Beauty, And Its Impermanence Is Its Most Cunning Betrayal.

Writing Is The Only Way I Have To Explain My Own Life To Myself.

A Library Could Show You Everything If You Knew Where To Look.