Remy didn't suggest an ounce of discourtesy, but only had a different way of talking. It's something Chester'd learned, how a person's words did not always disclose the intention of his heart. He'd be...
My father used to say there are two kinds of people: the noticers and the noticed
I would not have dreamed back then, could never have imagined, that one day I would be a childless mother too.
I wonder if all women secretly fantasize, like me, about what it would be like to be an extraordinary beauty and bitchy as you wanna be.
The only thing left to do is love
AND ALL THE OTHER SOULS WHO GOT LEFT AND CURSED BY THOSE THAT SHOULD HAVE LOVED AND CARED.
I believe it was the Lord...for who else could know your trouble and ours and bring us together in this right way?
How cruel it must be for a man to live past his soul.
Mary reached into her vinyl purse and extracted one of the novels, each of whose covers had promised laughter and tears. She began to read and, finding a masterful storyteller behind its pages, was in...
There will be sway.
Plus vieux, tu comprendras que, malgré les apparences, il n'y a pas de bon ou mauvais moment. Il y a un moment, point final.
The beach was empty and dark but she couldn't hear her fear over the call of the surf.
The strangest thing about strange things is that they're only strange when you hear about them or think about them later, but never when you're living them.
What is it about sadness that can be so fulfilling?
You don’t like something about yourself, change it. If you’re okay with it, you gotta own it. There’s nothing in between.
Funny how you can measure time by pets that were not even your own.
In some ways, Mary thought, Irma lived her whole life anxious to get things over with, as if she knew the end of her story all along, and didn’t feel the middle pages worth the effort of a read.
In those dangerous narrows grew children who knew too much too young but, sadly, always seemed to learn too little too late.
Aunt Lovey used to tell me that if I wanted to be a writer, I needed a writer's voice. 'Read,' she'd say, 'and if you have a writer's voice, one day it will shout out, 'I can do that too!
My father used to say there are two kinds of people. The notices and the noticed.
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