Impossible Is Just An Opinion.

If A Man We Don't Know Phones Us Up One Day And Talks A Little, Makes No Suggestions, Says Nothing Special, But Nevertheless Pays Us The Kind Of Attention We Rarely Receive, We're Quite Capable Of Going To Bed With Him That Night, Feeling Relatively In Love. That's What We Women Are Like, And There's Nothing Wrong With That - It's The Nature Of The Female To Open Herself To Love Easily.

There Is Nothing Worse Than The Feeling That No One Cares Whether We Exists Or Not, That No One Is Interested In What We Have To Say About Life, And That The World Can Continue Turning Without Our Awkward Presence

No Matter How Many Detours And Adjustments It Made, The Caravan Moved Toward The Same Compass Point. Once Obstacles Were Overcome, It Returned To Its Course, Sighting On A Star That Indicated The Location Of The Oasis.

Dreamers Can't Be Tamed.

Oddly Enough I Never Used To Suffer From Depression On Cold, Gray, Cloudy Days Like This. I Feel As If Nature Is In Harmony With Me, That It Reflected My Soul.