Sheesh, Bridget! That's really too much!

I hope you can find somewhere to live and get away from that idiot. He sounds downright dangerous.

Karen

I cannot make the universe obey me. I cannot make other people conform to my own whims and fancies. I cannot make even my own body obey me.

Thomas Merton



Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

Emily Dickinson