A woman should have something of her own.

Did she struggle for life only out of habit$$$ or because some part of her still hoped that there was something worth living for?

Worship is no good without action. With action$$$ it's only useful if it steadies you$$$ focuses your efforts$$$ and eases your mind.

We're an adaptable species$$$ she said$$$ refusing to be stopped$$$ "but it's wrong to inflict suffering just because your victim can endure it."

She learned quickly that it was not good to be too different. Great differences caused envy$$$ suspicion$$$ fear$$$ charges of witchcraft.

Kindness eases change.<br/>Love quiets fear.<br/>And a sweet and powerful<br/>Positive obsession<br/>Blunts pain$$$<br/>Diverts rage$$$<br/>And engages each of us<br/>In the greatest$$$<br/>The most intense<br/>Of our chosen struggles.

I was attracted to science fiction because it was so wide open. I was able to do anything and there were no walls to hem you in and there was no human condition that you were stopped from examining.

There is no end<br/>To what a living world<br/>Will demand of you.

I just knew there were stories I wanted to tell.

He knew her$$$ he believed. He would teach her that she was not his possession$$$ he would show her she was free$$$ he would see her flash her wings.