In the storm-lit darkness, the beaded sweat and raindrops on her arm were like so many glittering stars, and her skin was like a span of night sky.
Hypocrisy is just another kind of cruelty.
Când acționăm, chiar cu cele mai bune intenții, când ne amestecăm în cursul lumii, riscăm de fiecare dată să provocăm un alt dezastru care s-ar putea să nu fie direct înfăptuit de noi, dar care n-ar f...
«Человек, который никуда не спешит, никуда не попадает».
Through his thick, black hair.
Now sadly there is attitude and no style.
Crying isn't a weakness, but a kind of strength.
Fair . . . forgiving . . . punish . . . and save . . .
The clue to everything a man should love and fear in her was there right from the start in the ironic smile that primed and swelled the archery of her full lips. There was pride in that smile and conf...
Silence is the tortured man's revenge.
I joked and laughed about things that made other less wounded hearts weep, and I’d learned to harden myself against loss and death.
He says that strong men make the luck to happen,
Fiecare bătaie de inimă omenească, este un univers de posibilități.
Exactly-merde and bad food, c'est l'amour.
Arrogance is pride’s calling card, and crowds everything with Self. Gratitude is humility’s calling card, and is the space left inside for love.
Казват, че дяволът се крие в подробностите.
Eats most of his meals
Whatever you do, in the privacy of your own rain shower, is your own business
I was sure there had to be a pay-off, somehow, and I kept waiting for it. I didn't know then, as I do now, that love's a one-way street. Love, like respect, isn't something you get; it's something you...
I know now what was happening to me, what was overwhelming me, what was about to consume and almost destroy me. Didier had even given me a name for it - assassin grief, he'd once called it: the kind o...