In Death, We Are Not Defined By

In Death, We Are Not Defined By What We Did Or Who We Were But By What We Meant To Others. How Well We Loved And Were Loved In Return.

Can't Is For Pussies.

I Don't Believe For A Minute That Women Really Want To Be Understood By Men.

Death Itself Is Too Big To Take In, She Already Sees That; The Loss Comes At You Instead In An Infinite Number Of Small Installments That Can Never Be Paid Off.

The Software Program For Motherhood Is Impossible To Fully Download Into The Male Brain. You Give Them Two Tasks And They're Like, 'i Have To Change The Baby And Get The Dry Cleaning?'