I Want Peace. I Want To See

It's A Curse - This Not Wanting To Look On Naked Realities. Until The War, Life Was Never More Real To Me Than A Shadow Show On A Curtain. And I Preferred It So. I Do Not Like The Outlines Of Things To Be Too Sharp. I Like Them Gently Blurred, A Little Hazy.

Everywhere, Women Gathered In Knots, Huddled In Groups On Front Porches, On Sidewalks, Even In The Middle Of The Streets, Telling Each Other That No News Is Good News, Trying To Comfort Each Other, Trying To Present A Brave Appearance.

Every Problem Has Two Handles. You Can Grab It By The Handle Of Fear Or The Handle Of Hope.

With Enough Courage, You Can Do Without A Reputation.

Well, My Dear, Take Heart. Some Day, I Will Kiss You And You Will Like It. But Not Now, So I Beg You Not To Be Too Impatient.