Right now we are here, and nothing can mar our perfection, or steal the joy of this perfect moment.
Nor Time, nor Place, nor Chance, nor Death can bow/my least desires unto the least remove
One of the best and the most painful things about time traveling has been the opportunity to see my mother alive.
But I don't want to just believe it, I want it to be true.
Why do you have a cigarette lighter in your glove compartment? her husband, Jack, asked her. I'm bored with knitting. I've taken up arson
Why has he gone where I cannot follow?
I’m suicidal just thinking about it.
He made the boxes because he was lonely. He didn't have anyone to love, and he made the boxes so he could love them, and so people would know that he existed, and because birds are free and the boxes...
The choices we’re working with here are a block universe, where past, present and future all coexist simultaneously and everything has already happened; chaos, where anything can happen and nothing ca...
I want to tell you again, I love you. Our love has been the thread through the labyrinth, the net under the high-wire walker, the only real thing in this life of mine that I could ever trust. Tonight...
In the dim light of the computer screen he seemed otherworldly; Julia thought him beautiful, though she knew it was the beauty of damage.
I reach up and pull my hair back from my face, show him the scar from the accident. Unconsciously, he mimics my gesture, touches the same scar on his own forehead.It's just like mine, says my self, am...
That is what madness is, isn't it? All the wheels fly off the bus and things don't make sense any more. Or rather, they do, but it's not a kind of sense anyone else can understand.
Our coffee is so good we drink it ourselves!
After an hour or so has passed I too am gone and there is only a blanket and a book, coffee cups, and clothing, to show that we were there at all.
The pain has left but I know that it has not gone far, that it is sulking somewhere in a corner or under the bed and it will jump out when I least expect it.
No. Valentina closed her eyes. Of course not. It’ll be great, Mouse. We’ll have our own apartment, we won’t have to work,
I’m curious about things that people aren’t supposed to see—so, for example, I liked going to the British Museum, but I would like it better if I could go into all the offices and storage rooms, I wan...
Rivelerò un segreto: a volte sono contenta che Henry non ci sia. A volte mi piace stare sola. A volte, a tarda notte, passeggio per la casa e fremo di piacere all'idea di non dover parlare né toccare,...
The best love is the kind that weakens the soul, that makes us reach for more. That plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds.
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