I can't remember the poemThat pierced through my heartIt was the saddest I heardOf all truths ever spokenIt left a scar in meA wound that doesn't healBut the words are forgottenSo is a big part of me

I read for pleasureIn search of fictional worldsTo enrich my truths

Blank pages are cruelPure torture in white or beigeBut how else to start

I exaggerateThere is a lie in my truthLook! My soul is blue

I crouch in cornersThe infection is widespreadLove epidemic

No music in the raindropsNo clouds with silver liningTorrents of sorrowsHorror in streams

Think in terms of opportunities and solutions instead of problems, disappointment, and failure.

God speaks to those who are prepared in their hearts to listen. Discern the voice from heaven above the noisy din of earth’s confusion.

I truly loved being pregnant and feeling what was going on inside my body and watching it change. It's difficult to recoup, but still amazing nonetheless. I would have another one.

The man who trusts men will make fewer mistakes than he who distrusts them.

Feel like a broke-down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel. You all been down and lonesome, you know just how a poor man feels.

It matters not to me what I do, or what I suffer, so long as I abide loveingly united to God's will - that is my whole business.

It's such a small place, not much to do but talk and listen. The men are jealous and the women all in competition.

Just imagine walking away from something you've started. Something you really believed would be good. I don't think I could ever do that.

Well, here's what you can do, and that's about it.

Understanding is the key to true knowledge