We Must Have Christian Ethics For Our Children, Good And Strong, But We Must Make Them Attractive, Too, And It Can Be Done.
You Are Honest Enough By Nature To Be Able To See And Judge Your Own Self Clearly - And That Is A Great Thing. Never Lose That Honesty, Bobby - Always Be Honest With Yourself, Know Your Own Motives For What They Are, Good Or Bad, Make Your Own Decisions Firmly And Justly - And You Will Be A Fine, Strong Character, Of Some Real Use In This Muddled World Of Ours!
I Love Ambiguity. People Are That Way. People Are Very Hard To Work Out. No One Is Just Strong Or Just Fragile, Or Anything Like That.
I Want You To Know It Was No Big Deal...those Movies Showing Women Screaming In Labor Are Plain Bullshit....there's Nothing To It...you Just Push And Push And Finally The Baby Pops Out...to Tell You The Truth I Don't Even Rember That Much About It Except There Was A Very Nice Guy Standing Over Me And Every Time A Strong Contraction Started He Gave Me A Whiff Of Gas.
No Poem, Not Even Shakespeare Or Milton Or Chaucer, Is Ever Strong Enough To Totally Exclude Every Crucial Precursor Text Or Poem.
But Death Is Stronger Than That And When You Cover Your Eyes You Are The One Who Can't See The Dark. The Dark Still Sees You.
Funny How We Take It For Granted That We Know All There Is To Know About Another Person, Just Because We See Them Frequently Or Because Of Some Strong Emotional Tie.
Yonkers Made Me Strong And Made Me Believe In Myself, Because So Many People Would Doubt You And Not Believe. There Are People That Would Believe In You, But The Environment Was So Harsh, Nobody Wanted You To Get Out, You Know?
There's So Many Things That Life Is, And No Matter How Many Breakthroughs, Trials Will Exist And We're Going To Get Through It. Just Be Strong.
I've An Enormous Respect For My Mother Who At The Age Of 39 Raised Three Children, And I Grew Up With My Grandmother In The Household. And So It Was A Really Strong Household Of Women - My Poor Brother! It Was Great Growing Up With So Many Generations Of Women.
Lo! Now The Direful Monster, Whose Skin Clings To His Strong Bones, Strides O'er The Groaning Rocks: He Withers All In Silence, And His Hand Unclothes The Earth, And Freezes Up Frail Life.
