— When some quiet little infection destroyed my uterus, where was God? When my husband decided he couldn't be with a wife who couldn't bear children where was God? To hell with him.
— Don't allow eons of history and life to get blinked out of being just because of a grudge against your creator. So you lost the ability to make life. You're being offered the chance to play mother to the world by acting like one and protecting it. Saving it!
You found it offensive?
I found it funny.
That's why I'm happier than you.
Holding on to anger, resentment and hurt only gives you tense muscles, a headache and a sore jaw from clenching your teeth. Forgiveness gives you back the laughter and the lightness in your life.
No more be grieved at that which thou hast done:
Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud,
Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,
And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud.
All men make faults, and even I in this,
Authrizing thy trespass with compare,
Myself corrupting salving thy amiss,
Excusing thy sins more than their sins are;
For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense -
Thy adverse party is thy advocate -
And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence:
Such civil war is in my love and hate
That I an ccessary needs must be
To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me.
— I'm doing everything I can to track him down. I don't think those billboards is very fair.
— The time it took you to get out here whining like a bitch, Willoughby, some other poor girl's probably out there being butchered right now. But I'm glad you got your priorities straight, I'll say that for you.
Ease up there now, lady! Take it easy. He's just a Frenchman!
I have always resented you. It's true. I'm not denying it. I'm sorry your dead, but it happens to all of us, sooner or later. It's just funny that the gods took you first. I always thought they favored you. You thought so, too. It seems we were both mistaken.
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