Tears and rain are the same thing, they're meant to wash you clean and make you grow. If you don't let them out, you'll drown inside.
I am sorry because there will never be enough time, not even in a hundred years from this day would be enough time for us to love
It is so difficult to be honest when someone has died; it's as if truth stops at the grave even when the lies continue to hurt the living.
The air was cool and shadowed in the great oak. Alex took a deep breath, trying to taste its greenness. It did have a taste, an elusive sweetness. Eyes half-closed, legs dangling, she felt the solid t...
You did not seduce me. I came to you. If you cannot accept my strengths as well as my weaknesses, if you cannot take from me as well as give to me, you cannot love me.