Perhaps He Was Afraid As I Was

All These Types Of Love Come Out Of Duty, Respect, And Gratitude. Most Of Them, As The Women In My County Know, Are Sources Of Sadness, Rupture, And Brutality.

I Wonder If There Was Anything I Would Have Done Differently. I Hope I Would Have Done Everything Differently, Except I Know Everything Would Have Turned Out The Same. That's The Meaning Of Fate.

It's Funny How In That Moment I See Things Clearly. Am I Beaten Down? Yes. Have I Allowed Myself To Become A Victim? Somewhat. Am I Afraid? Always. Does Some Part Of Me Still Long To Fly Away From This Place? Absolutely. But I Can't Leave. Sam And I Have Built A Life For Joy. It Isn't Perfect, But It's A Life. My Family's Happiness Means More To Me That Starting Over Again. Page 210

I Know A Lot About Women And Their Suffering, But I Still Know Almost Nothing About Men.

My Hardcover Sales Are 17% Down In Books But Up 400% In Electronics.