“ When I came out into the outside room again, I saw her shoe still lying there, where it had come off in the course of our brief wrestle. It looked so pathetic there by itself without an owner, it look… Cornell Woolrich
“ When I came out into the outside room again, I saw her shoe still lying there, where it had come off in the course of our brief wrestle. It looked so pathetic there by itself without an owner, it look… Cornell Woolrich
“ The hardest part of letting go is the "uncertainty"--when you are afraid that the moment you let go of someone you will hate yourself when you find out how close you were to winning their affection. E… Shannon L. Alder
“ The step that we are on is only a step to the next place, and no step regardless of how massive is ever a destination. Craig D. Lounsbrough
“ There is a time limit to how long a spirited young person can be kept in cold storage. Iris Murdoch
“ It howled execration upon the dim camarine world of its nativity wail on wail while he lay there gibbering with palsied jawhasps, his hands putting back the night like some witless Paraclete beleaguer… Cormac McCarthy
“ Pye turned his paw over and chewed his claws. “Humph. What you think of me is none of my business.”“You don’t know, do you?”“Know more than you . . . Know what?”“You are dead.”Pye patted his paws. “No… Luggs
“ One reason we're not winning the fight against depression is that our available treatments leave so many in partial recovery limbo. Jonathan Rottenberg
“ Sometimes chaos is the very thing that deliberately shakes up our neatly ordered world’s in order to get us out of the neatly ordered ruts that have kept us stuck. Craig D. Lounsbrough
“ You think the final act of love is setting them free to Rainbow Bridge? That is not the final act of love. The final act of love is releasing them from your leash of grief so they can be free in the h… Kate McGahan
“ There was nothing like the cold, heavy steel of a gun, the soft moan of an appreciative woman or the sharp burn of a good single malt to make a man grateful to be alive. Tonight, with his gun gone and… Amy Andrews
“ Maybe heaven was innocence, limbo was ignorance, and hell was fiery illumination. Kimberly Sabatini
“ The limbo of life is like a song, a melody that comes around occasionally but that sticks in your head and never goes away. Leigh Hershkovich
“ They were both from the real world, their own distinct ones, but I was somewhere in limbo. Set apart, I didn't know how to let either of them in. Amina Gautier
