He who called her so called her by her true name, for she is the full moon of full moons, afore God!
A virtuos woman is not moved by big names and flamboyance, but only men of profound wisdom and integrity move her.
Brushing a girl’s hair behind her earonce a daywill solve more problemsthan all thosetherapists and drugs.
Drugs to mehave always beena pretty girl with a sly smilebeckoning mewith a finger down the dark path of a fork in the road.
She found herselfover a long and treacherous roadand the more treacherous the road became,the more of herselfshe found.
Don't ask her to be a rock for you to lean uponinstead, build her wingsand point her to the skyand she will teach you both to fly.