We cannot afford not to fight for growth and understanding, even when it is painful, as it is bound to be.
Deep down there was understanding, not of the facts of our lives so much as of our essential natures.
I am realizing once and for all the difference as far as I am concerned of women and men and the necessity for both. With a man, however tender he is, one is feeding him - one is always and eternally understanding, mothering, supplying him with faith in himself (not in you).
We are all, whether we know it or not, in search of a way to enrich, to drink during the fizz, to inhale deeper our gifts, in a desperation for some little understanding before death.