All the problem of women starts with men. All the problem of men ends with women.

Brods life was a slow realization that the world was not for her and that for whatever reason she would never be happy and honest at the same time. She felt as if she were brimming always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release...So she had to satisfy herself with the idea of love--loving the loving of things whose existence she didnt care at all about. Love itself became the object of her love. She loved herself in love she loved loving love as love loves loving and was able in that way to reconcile herself with a world that fell so short of what she would have hoped for. It was not the world that was the great and saving lie but her willingness to make it beautiful and fair to live a once-removed life in a world once-removed from the one in which everyone else seemed to exist.

And I infinitesimal being drunk with the great starry void likeness image of mystery I felt myself a pure part of the abyss I wheeled with the stars my heart broke loose on the wind.

I do not think I ever opened a book in my life which had not something to say upon womans inconstancy. Songs and proverbs all talk of womans fickleness. But perhaps you will say these were all written by men.Perhaps I shall. Yes yes if you please no reference to examples in books. Men have had every advantage of us in telling their own story. Education has been theirs in so much higher a degree the pen has been in their hands. I will not allow books to prove anything.

Love is a wonderful gift. Its a present so precious words can barely begin to describe it. Love is a feeling the deepest and sweetest of all. Its incredibly strong and amazingly gentle at the very same time. It is a blessing that should be counted every day. It is nourishment for the soul. It is devotion constantly letting each person know how supportive its certainty can be. Love is a heart filled with affection for the most important person in your life. Love is looking at the special someone who makes your world go around and absolutely loving what you see. Love gives meaning to ones world and magic to a million hopes and dreams. It makes the morning shine more brightly and each season seem like its the nicest one anyone ever had. Love is an invaluable bond that enriches every good thing in life. It gives each hug a tenderness each heart a happiness each spirit a steady lift. Love is an invisible connection that is exquisitely felt by those who know the joy feel the warmth share the sweetness and celebrate the gift

Every friendship travels at sometime through the black valley of despair. This tests every aspect of your affection. You lose the attraction and the magic. Your sense of each other darkens and your presence is sore. If you can come through this time it can purify with your love and falsity and need will fall away. It will bring you onto new ground where affection can grow again.

Oh Jake Brett said We could have had such a damned good time together.Ahead was a mounted policeman in khaki directing traffic. He raised his baton. The car slowed suddenly pressing Brett against me.Yes I said. Isnt it pretty to think so

I love you I say.I love you too he says. Ill see you soon.

And Im dying to know is it killing you like its killing me And the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek