It Sometimes Happens That A Woman Is

You, Of All People, Deserve A Happy Ending Despite Everything That Happened To You, You Aren't Bitter You Aren't Cold You've Just Retreated A Little And Been Shy, And That's Okay If I Were A Fairy Godmother, I Would Give You Your Heart's Desire In An Instant And I Would Wipe Away Your Tears And Tell You Not To Cry "a Large Income Is The Best Recipe For Happiness I Ever Heard Of"

Perhaps It Is Our Imperfections That Make Us So Perfect For One Another.

Where The Wound Had Been Given, There Must The Cure Be Found, If Any Where.

Where Shall We See A Better Daughter, Or A Kinder Sister, Or A Truer Friend?

I Am Not Fond Of The Idea Of My Shrubberies Being Always Approachable.