...when you're hard and unyielding your words score me with lines - I hate lines - I want curves - curves are happy like a snowman ...
the bleakest situations bring out the hospitality in all of us, but it's during the harshest we find out how strong we really are.
How many women are there ... who because of their husbands' harshness spend their weary lives in the bond of marriage in greater suffering than if they were slaves among the Saracens?
I wish I could tell you how lonely I am. How cold and harsh it is here. Everywhere there is conflict and unkindness. I think God has forsaken this place. I believe I have seen hell and it's white, it's snow-white.