Like a warrior in the battlefield, a writer must endeavour to use his pen to stamp the paper with his identity.
Slavery was never abolished.It was just renamed.
Gankis lifted an arm to point at the distant shale cliffs. And in the face of it there were thousands of little holes, little what-you-call-'ems...Alcoves, Kennit supplied in an almost dreamy voice. I...
Some of the people who hate me love some of the sentences that I have written, until they get to the name of the person to whom the sentences are attributed.
I earned my place,With the tidal waves.I can't escape this feeling,That something ain't right.I called my nameAs I crashed the gates,Still I can't escape this feelingThat something ain't right.
The only thing that comes close to defining me correctly is my love.
Love is the name of an irrepressible moment formed inside one complete pulsation of a heart
I write our names on the page.What of it, if the paper will be burned?I write our names in the sand.What of it, if the shore will be washed by waves?I write our names on trees that will be cutand benc...
I wear jewellery that I never take off. I have a ring and two necklaces. I always have them on and get scared when I have to take them off for photo shoots. The ring is my mum's mum's mum's, and she g...
A virtuos woman is not moved by big names and flamboyance, but only men of profound wisdom and integrity move her.
I take thee at thy word:Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;Henceforth I never will be Romeo.