A Long Stretch Of Road Will Teach

Practice Makes The Master.

I Know," She Said. "you Have A Stone In Your Heart, And Some Days It's So Heavy There Is Nothing To Be Done. But You Don't Have To Be Alone For It. You Should Have Come To Me. I Understand.

Each Woman Is Like An Instrument, Waiting To Be Learned, Loved, And Finely Played, To Have At Last Her Own True Music Made.

We All Become What We Pretend To Be.

Isn't That The Way Of The World? We Want The Sweet Things, But We Need The Unpleasant Ones.