A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than the — Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
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A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than they present on the outside. Trust your love, child. The rest will follow.

— Joyce Reardon, The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life at Rose Red
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