V.C. Andrews Quotes

People never really die until you forget them.

Something creaked beneath me! A soft step on rotting wood! I jumped startled, scared, and turned, expecting to see-God knows what! Then I sighed, for it was only Chris standing in the gloom, silently...

This book is dedicated to my mother.

You snatch from life what you can while you are young, for if you wait for better times to come tomorrow, you wait in vain.

Báculo

Few dignitaries made speeches that Myra said were so full of soap that if we looked closely, we’d see bubbles coming out of their mouths.

Has to be darkness if there is to be light.

Nostalgia was nothing more than dissatisfaction with the present. Anything looked better than now, even harder times. It was a fantasy that people accept.

A flower blooms best in a happy pot.

According to the accounts, which we’ve recorded, there was a motorist driving a blue Ford weaving in and out of the lefthand lane, apparently drunk, and he crashed head-on into your husband’s car. But...

All you need do is say good-bye to yesterday’s loves, and hello to the new. Look around and see who needs you most and you won’t go wrong. Forget who needed you yesterday. You

And somewhere in that crimson-colored never-never land where i pirouetted madly, in a wild and crazy effort to exhaust myself into insensibility, i saw that man, shadowy and distant, half-hidden behin...

And the way you find out how much they care is by looking into the eyes—eyes never learn how to lie.

And we were alone. Locked in. All the lights were turned off. Around us, below us, this huge house seemed a monster, holding us in its sharp-toothed mouth. If we moved, whispered, breathed heavily, we...

At the end of the rainbow waited the pot of gold. But rainbows were made of faint and fragile gossamer-and gold weighed a ton-and since the world began, gold was the reason to do most anything.

Books were enough to send him off on a high tangent, knowing he had a way to escape to other worlds.

But rainbows were made of faint and fragile gossamer—and gold weighed a ton—and since the world began, gold was the reason to do most anything.

Come and greet me with kisses if you love me.

Creer en Dios es cosa buena, es lo que se debe hacer, pero cuando se refuerza esta creencia con palabras tomadas del Antiguo Testamento que uno mismo escoge e interpreta de manera que más le convenga,...

Dance, Ballerina, dance, and do your pirouetteIn rhythm with your aching heart,Dance, Ballerina, dance, you mustn't once forgetA dancer has to dance the part,Once you said his love must wait its turn,...