I tell people this: It's hard to write about walking in the park, but it's easy to write about a breakup.
There is in every true woman's heart, a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.
It took a long time, but I have learned that you just can't take anything you want out of life without putting something back in exchange.