“ Too many adults wish to 'protect' teenagers when they should be stimulating them to read of life as it is lived. Margaret A. Edwards
“ It was in the horizon of existence, that the Big Bang must have created our souls, we loved each other like the plane of time doesn't hold a fleck of control over us. Jasleen Kaur Gumber
“ These days when you kiss a prince you often run the risk of turning him into a frog. But don't let the ogres in shining armor get you down. There is no need for distress - you don't want to be anyone'… Anthon St. Maarten
“ I wait, you play. You speak, I cave. I promise, you break. You game me, daily, you play me. Coco J. Ginger
“ You don't wait for love to happen to you. You go out there and feel the breeze and sniff the air! The fragrance of love will come wafting towards you in no time! Avijeet Das
“ Their courtship unfolded in two settings, a Russian reality overlaid with New York memories Sana Krasikov
“ From the moment Julian entered the world, Florence had begun to conceive of life as separate from the aspects of its outward circumstances. Over and over, life renewed itself. Over and over, it made i… Sana Krasikov
“ MY MOONI'll always wonder what time it is there; if you're dreaming, or awake. My moon is your sun; my darkness, your light. I'm in the future, you'd jokingly say.And I know where you are, because I'm… Coco J. Ginger
“ My mother had been in the Soviet whirlpool for eleven years by this point. Enough time, I imagine, to unlearn the bourgeois habits of her native Brooklyn, to accustom herself to the farting and shouti… Sana Krasikov
“ When I am with you, I am invincible.When I am with you, your kind and loving presence strengthen me down to my very core.When I am with you, I finally know what heaven on earth feels like.For when I a… Laarni Venus Marie Giango
“ Moscow appeared to her as an Asiatic sprawl of twisting streets, wooden shanties, and horse cabs. But already another Moscow was rising up through the chaos of the first. Streets built to accommodate… Sana Krasikov
“ Florence imagined the Hammer and Sickle metallurgical plant to be an enormous brick factory like the ones in New York. But as she approached she saw it was in fact a small city of its own Sana Krasikov
