The cracks in your heart are there so the light can shine through.
It contains some - not all, but some - of the things I want my daughters to know. And the greatest of these is love. please know that you had mine, unconditional, and powerful and awesome. So strong t...
And even if he knew the answer, he would keep on doing this. because, the thing was, he loved her. he couldn't walk away if he wanted to.
The big problem with motherhood of girls, it seems to me, is that we're both women.
Could i have loved you better? maybe. if that's true, then i'm sorry. could i have loved you more? i don't think it's possible.
You're my first born child, and the person who first showed me the miracle of this love a mother has for her child.
Please don't carry my love for you with you forever. but don't let that be all. our capacity to love is vast - all of us. my daughters taught me that. there is room.
All this pain. all this crying. it wasn't that she hadn't expected it. she just underestimated it. it felt like a heavy, dark blanket that had been pulled across all of them. she hadn't know that it w...
Like sisters throughout time, whatever battles raged between them, it was always, always, all four of them against the rest of the world.
You made new rules for the people you loved. They weren't subject to the same judgment criteria you reserved for the rest of the world. In some ways you were way easier on them, and in others, much ha...
Adulthood isn't black and white - it's a thousand shades of grey. Or taupe. It's not who you are, it's where you are.
Amanda lifted a large handful of pictures out of the box and dropped them into her lap, flicking through them as they fall. they told a thousand stories, didn't they? the pictures of your life. but th...
And there you go - i was alone, without love, for eight years. and it took me about twenty minutes - over a cappuchino and an egg salad sandwich - to fall in love with him.
You care about me. We're in a room together, with a hundred other people, and you know ehre I am, who I'm talking to. We enjoy each other. We're a bit alike, but different enough. You see things in me...
Amanda thought about her addiction to being on the move. about whether she was running away or running toward.
Mum's dress. mum loved big parties. she loved dressing up and champagne bubbles tickling her nose, and dancing with her arms above her head, shoes thrown to the edges of the dance floor, and shouting...
I mean, I’ve always loved her, we’ve been best mates for years. When I started this thing, I thought that maybe, maybe there was something else – the germ of something else that could happen between u...
I don't remember why it all went so wrong. I mean, I do remember. I remember what i did. I just don't remember why anymore. This - you and me - this feels so right. It just seems stupid - so stupid -...
You've got the wrong criteria. Huh? You need to make more intellectual decisions, fewer emotional ones... 'Decisions' came out a bit slurred. What the hell are you talking about? You need to go for so...
She loved to stand in the middle of a market square, or a park, or a beach and take in the smells and the sounds of a world that was completely new to her. she loved being an anonymous extra in a crow...
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