She Mixes Religion With Desertion To Make

When We Are Not Sure, We Are Alive.

Sometimes I Get So Tired Of Trying To Convince Him That I Love Him And Shall Love Him For Ever. He Pounces On My Words Like A Barrister And Twists Them. I Know He Is Afraid Of That Desert Which Would Be Around Him If Our Love Were To End, But He Can't Realise That I Feel Exactly The Same. What He Says Aloud, I Say To Myself Silently And Write It Here.

Any Man Who Knocks On The Door Of A Brothel Is Looking For God.

Hate Is An Automatic Response To Fear, For Fear Humiliates.

In Human Relationships, Kindness And Lies Are Worth A Thousand Truths.