Perhaps the soul wasn’t a foundation but a mosaic composed of myriad small insights and transcendental moments.
Jack was unexpectedly moved when he swore allegiance to the king and country. He had served both for years, could easily have laid down his life. Yet it was different to pledge his loyalty and best ef...
My grandfather laid claim to all the virtues. Vice was the only thing left to me. Clare scowled at him. The old earl has been dead for four years, and you're a grown man. Find a better excuse, or lear...
Un frate este cel mai bun aliat al unui om intr-o lume dificila, caci nimeni nu intelege la fel de bine fortele care ne formeaza pe viata.
The most we can ever do is our best, she said quietly. If worry is interest paid on troubles we haven't had yet, guilt is pain wasted on what can't be changed.Please remind me of that regularly. I nee...
Some fusty fellow, perhaps Samuel Johnson, had once said that every man was sorry if he hadn’t been a soldier. She
Trees can grow from tiny cracks in stony cliffs, Kate. This may be a very small crack indeed—but it’s a beginning.
Ross next looked at Juliet, who was about a hundred yards away and slightly ahead of him. She walked like a desert prince, long black robes swinging around her long strides and her face completely obs...
Isn't a mistress supposed to care about her lover? she asked softly. Their glances met, and Nicholas felt something shift deep inside him, creating a moment of strange vulnerability. This woman could...