The trouble with life sometimes is that we are all in it together.
Sometimes, self-pity was so ingrained in people that nothing could persuade them to take joy out of living.
Sometimes she felt that her heart would ssurely break. But she knew that hearts did not literally break because their owners were unhappy - and foolish. How dreadfully foolish she had been. Yet she cl...
She wanted so badly to believe him. She sat on the edge of her bed and closed her eyes. And she realized what had been happening to her over the past weeks. He had been turning—so gradually that she h...
She hastily tried to shut the door. But his forearm shot up and held it open. They stared at each other for several silent moments. What are you doing here? she demanded at last. It was only at that m...
Pero había ciertos momentos a lo largo de la vida que definían a una persona para siempre... al menos ante sus propios ojos.
One does tend to assume that life must be far easier for others than it ever is for oneself, he said. I suspect it rarely is. I daresay life was not meant to be easy.
Once in, when did one fall out of love? It had taken several weeks back in October - though it seemed the feeling had merely lain dormant instead of going away altogether. How long would it take this...
Miss Fry had been borne off, as planned, Hugo reported, to be outfitted from head to toe for her wedding and her new life. His wife had gone with her, and so had the Countess of Kilbourne, her sister-...
Lord Francis sighed. When you get back to Bedlam, Soph, he said, ask them to reserve a room for me, will you? There’s a good girl. I am going to be needing it soon. Sophia clucked her tongue and spurr...
It was strange how the heart clung to hope even when there was no reasonable basis for it, Morgan found. And how life went on.
If he ever grew to understand himself, Hugo decided, it would be a miracle of the first order. Not
I would not wish to deny you your dreams. But have a care. They can be dashed in one impulsive moment.
Hugo could cheerfully have died of mortification - if such a mass of contradictions had been possible.
His years of dependency were past. It was time to grow up and take charge. It was not going to be easy. But he had long ago realized that he must treat his blindness as a challenge rather than as a ha...
He watched her go, wondering if life ever offered happiness in more than very small, very brief doses. T
He knew he was alive when he was with her, whatever the devil that meant.Whatever the devil it did mean, it made all the difference.And he was not even sure what that meant.
He did not immediately answer. Their eyes locked and neither looked away. Camille swallowed as he pushed away from the counter and came toward her. He set one hand on the table beside hers and the oth...
But that is what life is all about, he said. It is about dreaming and making those dreams come true with effort and determination - and love.
But life and pain go hand and hand. On e cannot live fully unless one faces pain at least occasionally.