Was this what was called falling in love, this wayward glimpse of another person’s soul?
The Coming Stormthere is only this world, as it is now, and there has never been another, can never be any other.
DeathlessA half knowledge of another's life mostly does injustice to the life unknown.
The Hand of EthelbertaLove is the bee that carries the pollen from one heart to another.
The Bohemian Love Diaries: A MemoirAnother belief of mine; that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.
Margaret Atwood