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I Had Grown Up. I Had Learned That Being A Woman Was Knowing When To Stand Firm And When To Compromise. I Had Learned To Laugh And Weep; I Had Learned That I Was Weak As Well As Strong. I Had Learned To Love. I Was No Longer A Rigid, Upright Tree That Would Not Flex And Bow, Even Though The Gale Threatened To Snap It In Two; I Was The Willow That Bends And Shivers And Sways, And Yet Remains Strong.

Our Strength Comes From That Magic, From The Earth And The Sky, From The Fire And The Water. Fly High, Swim Deep, Give Back To The Earth What She Gives You.

I Wanted So Much To Keep You Safe. I Did My Best. I'm Sorry Things Didn't Come Out Different For The Two Of Us. I Wish I Could Have Been Good Enough For You.

The Greatest Tales, Well Told, Awaken The Fears And Longings Of The Listeners. Each Man Hears A Different Story. Each Is Touched By It According To His Inner Self. The Words Go To The Ear, But The True Message Travels Straight To The Spirit.

There Are Technical Tricks That May Help You Create More Effective Characters. My Approach To Characterization Is Not At All Technical. I Can't Really Analyze How I Do It, But I Am Sure Of One Thing. To Write Convincing Characters, You Must Possess The Ability To Think Yourself Into Someone Else's Skin.