El pelo crece donde tiene que crecer, de modo que lo mejor será que lo dejes en paz y no pienses más en tener el cuerpo liso como el de una niña pequeña y te des cuenta de que ese pelo es atractivo.
Dreams, I thought. They're the riches of a poor person, stashed in treasure chests buried deeply in the imagination. But are dreams enough?
Did she really believe that love, once gained, couldn't be torn asunder by doubts and fears, and could never, never be put back together again?
Dear Mrs. Winslow,How well I remember the summer of your honeymoon. It was a wonderful summer, so refreshingly pleasant in the mountains in a locked room with windows that were never opened.Congratula...
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,...
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.
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...
And the way you find out how much they care is by looking into the eyes—eyes never learn how to lie.
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
Pleasingly plump figure.
Life is always like that—twenty minutes of misery for every two seconds of joy. So, be everlastingly grateful for those rare two seconds and appreciate; appreciate what good you can find, no matter wh...
La feminidad dulce y pasiva era muy apreciada en el sur. Ropas finas, voces dulzainas, ojos tímidos y bajos, manos delicadas y móviles para expresas importancia y, sobre todo, no formular opiniones co...
He stepped beside me and encircled my shoulders with the comfort of his arm, protecting me from Joel, from everything. With him I’d live in a thatched hut, a tent, a cave. He gave me strength.
Don’t try to appeal to me when I feel sick to my stomach. I ask myself each day how I can come home and not be tired of you, and still feel as I do after so many years, and after all that has happened...
Don’t cry stop, he murmured, caressing and stroking me, all my life I’ve had nothing but frustrations. I try to love others, but it’s always you . . . you, whom I can never have! Cathy . . . leave Jul...
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...
Y, sin embargo, me sentia irritada cada vez que alguien venia a preguntar como habia muerto y a decir que era una lastima que una persona tan joven muriese asi, cuando tanta gente inutil e incapaz seg...
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,...