Vanity Was Stronger Than Love At Sixteen

The World Can Forgive Practically Anything Except People Who Mind Their Own Business.

Every Problem Has Two Handles. You Can Grab It By The Handle Of Fear Or The Handle Of Hope.

She Was As Forthright And Simple As The Winds That Blew Over Tara And The Yellow River That Wound Around It.

The Green Eyes In The Carefully Sweet Face Were Turbulent, Willful, Lusty With Life, Distinctly At Variance With Her Decorous Demeanor. Her Manners Had Been Imposed Upon Her ... Her Eyes Were Her Own.

Everybody's Mainspring Is Different. And I Want To Say This - Folks Whose Mainsprings Are Busted Are Better Dead.