It sounded very shallow put that way.Did it matter? Sometimes the human spirit needed the shallows. Sunshine danced on the shallows but was absorbed beyond trace by the depths.
It is just that . . . I think you are worth knowing, though I cannot be sure.
I can see why men do not take up knitting and such. They would never be able to pluck up the courage to go and get what they needed.
Aloneness is not always the same thing as loneliness.
Following spring to find himself a
Any way fond of him. She was an accomplished flirt and by her own admission he was one of the few men not to fall to her charms. She had been forced by her very nature, perhaps, into using tactics oth...
[...] a pearl probably does not look so very remarkable either while it is still hidden inside its shell.
What happened was pain and pleasure and shock and satisfaction all rolled into one. Pain as he withdrew and thrust over and over again past the soreness of her newly opened womanhood. Pleasure because...
Wept for the death of an ardent and immature love that had been unable to bring any comfort or peace to the beloved. And wept for the woman he had taken to wife with such high ideals—the woman who had...
We can always do anything as long as we are alive. We can always change, grow, evolve into a far better version of ourselves. It is surely what life is for.
We all learn to bury a broken heart beneath layers of dignity
The wind was cold and cut into her even though it was at her back, but she loved the wild sound and the salt smell of it and the deepened sense of solitude it brought.
Sycophants
Some people look forward to going to heaven after they die, he said. For years after I purchased it, Rose Cottage was the earthly heaven to which I aspired.
She looked like someone he must have known all his life. She looked like a little piece of home - whatever the devil his mind meant by presenting him with that odd idea.
She had never believed in fate. She still did not. It would be nonsense of freedom of will and choice, and it was through such freedom that we worked our way through life and learned what we needed to...
Robert...When you are eighty-two years old, know that there is an eighty-year-old woman somewhere who loves you. Isn’t that a delightful thought to keep you going for the next fifty years or so?You wi...
One cannot try marriage. Once one is in, there is no way out.
Love wasn’t about reasons. It wasn’t about admiring fine qualities. Love was a language all on its own, composed of gestures that seemed incomprehensible, perhaps even pointless, to the outside observ...
Love does not involve emotions, then? he asked her with a smile.It is not ruled by them, she told him. Love is liking and companionship and respect and trust. Love does not dominate or try to possess....