Sometimes the monsters are real, Anita. Sometimes they’re real and the only way to defeat them is to be the bigger monster. ' - Chang Bibi to Anita
I had a migraine for about seven or eight straight days, and I was unable to sleep most nights.
I wish you a tolerable Thursday. That's all any of us can hope for.
Let's stop playing with ourselves and get on with the entertainment, shall we?
I am severely distracted these days. It's hard to sit in front of the computer, uploading bad music for hours, when you have a wonderful boyfriend who treats you like a Goddess.
I have found that many other countries will buy off on anything American. As much as they hate us, they want to be us more than anything.
I never have anything to talk about.
Have you been called to go out on a limb for God? You can bet it won't be easy. Limb-climbing has never been easy. Ask Joseph. Or, better yet, ask Jesus. He knows better than anyone the cost of hanging on a tree.
We sometimes received - and I would read - 200 manuscripts a week. Some of them were wonderful, some were terrible; most were mediocre. It was like the gifts of the good and bad fairies.
Death, of course, should not be feared, but awaited with certain wonder. To die was to step across a threshold into a new world, unknown, unimaginable.
What shall I do with this absurdity- O heart, O troubled heart-this caricature, Decrepit age that has been tied to me As to a dog's tail? Never had I more Excited, passionate, fantastical Imagination, nor an ear and eye That more expected the impossible.