It's A Man's World, And You Men

. . . All That She Had Had, And All That She Had Missed, Were Lost Together, And Were Twice Lost In This Landslide Of Remembered Losses.

I Do Not Understand The World, But I Watch It's Progress.

In This Moment She Felt That She Had Been Robbed Of An Enormous Number Of Valuable Things, Whether Material Or Intangible: Things Lost Or Broken By Her Own Fault, Things She Had Forgotten And Left In Houses When She Moved: Books Borrowed From Her And Not Returned, Journeys She Had Planned And Had Not Made, Words She Had Waited To Hear Spoken To Her And Had Not Heard, And The Words She Meant To Answer With. . . .

Be Respectful Of Words. They Mean Something.

There Are So Many Things That We Are Capable Of, That We Could Be Or Do. The Potentialities Are So Great That We Never, Any Of Us, Are More Than One-fourth Fulfilled.