Every decision you make in life will stem from one of two options: love or fear. Choose love.
Cherish your existence, for memories become legacies and life can change in an instant.
My dream is to create something so beautiful that it encourages people to present the best version of themselves to me everywhere I go.
The question is very understandable, but no one has found a satisfactory answer to it so far. Yes, why do they make still more gigantic planes, still heavier bombs and, at the same time, prefabricated...
Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.
It is snowing and death bugs meas stubborn as insomnia.
Then, with a cheeky quirk of his brows, he leaned forward and murmured, Would it be improper of me to admit that I am inordinately flattered by your attention tothe details of my face?Anne snorted out...
Oh, here we are at the bridge. I'm going to shut my eyes tight. I'm always afraid going over bridges. I can't help imagining that perhaps, just as we get to the middle, they'll crumple up like a jackk...
He said he loved me, she whispered.Daniel swallowed, and he had the strangest sensation, almost a premonition of what it must like to be a parent.Someday, God willing, he’d have a daughter, and that d...
Daniel chuckled. Whoever that poor girl was, he hoped his family was paying her well.And then, finally, she lifted her fingers from the keys as Daisy began her painful violin solo. He watched her exha...
Tea? Daniel asked, signaling to the innkeeper.Please. Or anything that is hot. She pulled off her gloves, pausing to frown at a little hole that was growing at the tip of her right forefinger. That wo...
Finally, he reached his street. It was quiet, blessedly so, and the only sound was his own groan as he lifted his foot to the first stone step at the entrance to Winstead House. The only sound, that w...
Have you seen Frances?He tilted his head to the right. I believe she’s off rooting about in the bushes.Anne followed his gaze uneasily.Rooting?She told me she was practicing for the next play.Anne bli...
His brows rose. And how is it that you have come to be such an expert on scrapes and bruises?I’m a governess, she said. Because really, that ought to be explanation enough.