We both knew it couldn’t last, Catherine. From the beginning I warned you, April just can’t marry with September.
With everything you gained, you had to lose something - so I might as well as get used to it, and make the best of it.
Y pidio a Dios que se la tragase al suelo. Pero los suelos nunca se abren cuando deberian hacerlo.
You know what I miss the most about my youth? My gullibility. It's nice believing in everything and everyone. It makes you feel secure, but be strong and depend more on yourself and you'll be ready fo...
When you reinforce your belief with words you take from the Old Testament that you seek out, and interpret in the ways that suit your needs best, that is hypocrisy,
You used to do that. If you hid your face, you thought we couldn’t see you just because you couldn’t see us.
You’ve got to learn something from every defeat in life or life will defeat you.
¿Acaso dice la arcilla a su alfarero: Qué haces?
I don’t think anything about the human body and the way it functions is disgusting or revolting.
If there were no shadows, how could we see the sunlight?
La oscuridad era como estar ciego o muerto
Love doesn't spurt up like an instant bonfire, consuming all reason, it flickers and falters, and sometimes almost goes out. The fact that it doesn't go out, despite all the rain that fall on it--that...
People never really died. They only went on to a better place, to wait a while for their loved ones to join them. And then once more they went back to the world, in the same way they had arrived the f...
Still, we were young, and hope has strong roots inthe young, right down to their toes,
They saw me as someone who lived entirely within herself, like some creature who moved in an impenetrable bubble, emerging only when it was absolutely necessary to say anything to anyone or do anythin...
We are perfect children. Mentally, physically, emotionally, we are wholesome, and godly in every way possible. We have as much right to live, love, and enjoy life as any other children on this earth.
We came together like long separated lovers who might never have the chance to kiss and hug again.
What had Sylvia done?
Why doesn’t the Good Book say honor thy children, Grandpa, why doesn’t it?
Why was it I never realized when I was able to run wild and free that I was experiencing happiness? Why did I think back then, that happiness was always just ahead in the future, when I would be an ad...
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