Whatever you give a woman, she is going to multiply. If you give her sperm, she’ll give you a baby. If you give her a house, she’ll give you a home. If you give her groceries, she’ll give you a meal. If you give her a smile, she’ll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her. So, if you give her any crap, you will receive a ton of shit.
Most of the time the people you’ll take a bullet for, are usually the one’s holding the gun.
Sometimes I wonder if little kids have it easy. Scrapes from bike riding are the worst pain, the biggest concern is that recess isn’t long enough, mommy or daddy can make anything all better, anyone of the opposite sex is yucky or has cooties, two kids of the same sex can hold hands and are just cute and nothing else, ‘good-bye’ means ‘see you tomorrow’, the worst fighting you do is over who gets the red crayon, if you hang out together one recess automatically you’re best friends forever, a valentine made of construction paper is the best gift you can give, and no one was afraid to say ‘I Love You’.
Don’t go for looks, they can deceive. Don’t go for wealth, even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.