Having To Struggle Gave Me The Chance

I Can Become Very Emotional About Math, Although I'm Not That Good At It.

People Are People, Messy And Mutable, Combining Differently With One Another From Day To Day - Even Hour To Hour.

Even If A Tamed Wolf Makes A Good Sheepdog, He Will Never Understand How The Sheep Feel....you Are Most Fortunate. For Having Been, As You Thought, A Coward, And Helpless To Fight - You Know What That Is Like. You Know What Bitterness That Feeling Breeds - You Know In Your Own Heart What Kind Of Evil It Brings. And So You Are Most Fit To Fight It Where It Occurs.

I've Taught Sunday School, I've Sung In The Choir, I Directed A Choir.

Empress Of The Universe Would Be Way Too Much Work. I'd Have To Wear Fancy Clothes, Probably Including Lady Shoes With Pointed Toes, And Could No Longer Slouch Into The Study In Pjs And Slippers. Someone Would (avert!) Straighten My Desk. Someone Would Reorganize My Yarn Stash...in Fact, They'd Assign Someone Else To Knit My Socks, Thus Depriving Me Of An Excuse To Rest My Brain While Pretending To Accomplish Something Useful.