“ Books were my friends, said Catherine, and cooled her cheek, which was red from the heat of cooking, on her wineglass. I think I learned all my feelings from books. In them I loved and laughed and fou… Nina George
“ Loving or not loving should be like coffee or tea; people should be allowed to decide. How else are we to get over all our dead and the women we've lost? Cunco whispered dejectedly.Maybe we shouldn't.… Nina George
“ Occasionally she would flounder in the fog of the blues; what she had seen in the shadows of the night would make her irritable or ashamed or irksome or gloomy for hours on end. This was her daily str… Nina George
“ Then came the night when she held him close as a second great wave of anger smashed over him. This time it was anger at himself. He showered insults on himself, crudely and desperately, with the wrath… Nina George
“ The bookseller read Catherine like a novel. She let him leaf through her and look through her story. Nina George
“ On the postcard Perdu wrote Catherine that night were the phrases Max had invented that afternoon so he could present them to Samy at dinner.Samy found them so beautiful that she kept repeating them t… Nina George
“ Because of your love I’m learning to love myself too, she said one morning when the sea was still a sleepy shade of gray-blue. I have always taken what life has offered me…but I’ve never offered mysel… Nina George
“ Books aren’t eggs, you know. Simply because a book has aged a bit doesn’t mean it’s gone bad.” There was now an edge to Monsieur Perdu’s voice too. “What is wrong with old? Age isn’t a disease. We all… Nina George
“ I don't know how many years it's been since I last slept with my husband. I was faithful, stupid and so awfully lonely that I'll gobble you up if you're nice to me. Or kill you because I can't bear it… Nina George
“ One might have to be a little ruthless to seize back control of one's life, don't you think? Nina George
“ Tango is a truth drug. It lays bare your problems and your complexes, but also the strengths you hide from others so as not to vex them. It shows what a couple can be for each other, how they can list… Nina George
“ A surprise visit? That's so romantic...but fairly risky." "If you don't take any risks, life will bass you by," Cunco shipped in. Nina George
“ All right," she said. "Give me the books that are kind to me, and to hell with the men who don't give a damn about me. Nina George
“ I have already lived long enough, Manon had written in late autumn, on an autumn day like today. I have lived and loved, I have had the best of this world. Why cry over the ending? Why cling to what r… Nina George
“ Fear transforms your body like an inept sculptor does a perfect block of stone...It's just that you're chipped away at from within, and no one sees how many splinters and layers have been taken off yo… Nina George
“ It looked as though [the stars] were breathing to some never-ending slow, deep rhythm. They breathed & watched as the world came & went. ...For them, the earth was one more island world in the immeasu… Nina George
“ When the stars imploded billions of years ago, iron and silver, gold and carbon came raining down. And the iron from that stardust is in us today-in our mitochondria. Mothers pass on the stars and the… Nina George
“ Hey, Salvo," asked Max when they had almost fallen asleep. "May I write your story?""Don't you dare, amico" was Salvatore's reply. "Kindly come up with your own storia, young Massimo. If you take mine… Nina George
