Never A Tear Bedims The Eye That

The Only Sure Thing About Luck Is That It Will Change.

Never A Tear Bedims The Eye That Time And Patience Will Not Dry.

Your Voices Break And Falter In The Darkness, Break, Falter, And Are Still.

Crude At First [the Short Story] Received A Literary Polish In The Press, But Its Dominant Quality Remained. It Was Concise And Condense, Yet Suggestive. It Was Delightfully Extravagant - Or A Miracle Of Understatement

But, When The Goddess' Work Is Done,the Woman's Still Remains.