I'm A Writer First And A Woman

What I Feel For You Can’t Be Conveyed In Phrasal Combinations; It Either Screams Out Loud Or Stays Painfully Silent But I Promise — It Beats Words. It Beats Worlds. I Promise

We Can Do Whatever We Wish To Do Provided Our Wish Is Strong Enough. But The Tremendous Effort Needed- One Doesn't Always Want To Make It-does One? ... But What Else Can Be Done? What's The Alternative? What Do You Want Most To Do? That's What I Have To Keep Asking Myself, In The Face Of Difficulties.

But The More Poetry One Reads The More One Longs To Read!

We Cling To Our Last Pleasures As The Tree Clings To Its Last Leaves.

There Are Always These Moments In Life When The Limits Of Suffering Are Reached And We Become Heroes And Heroines.