Creamy and leggy, with long azure hair and the eyes of a silent-movie star, she moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.
..and when he let her go, it was as if she had been filled and didn't realize it until he pulled away and the absence rushed back in.
A woman with an education may be able to spend more time sitting in a chair instead of lying on her back. A sound advantage, I should think.
For the way loneliness is worse when you return to it after a reprieve—like the soul’s version of putting on a wet bathing suit, clammy and miserable.
La esperanza puede ser muy poderosa. (...) cuando sabes qué es lo que anhelas y lo mantienes como una luz dentro de ti, puedes hacer que las cosas sucedan, casi como magia.
As for Ellai, she told her sister what had passed, and Nitid wept, and her tears fell to earth and became chimaera, children of regret...
And they were quiet but their blood and nerves and butterflies were not—they were rampantly alive, rushing and thrumming in a wild and perfect melody, matched note for note.
I see ghosts like you see a normal person. Looking regular, tangible as ever and even more alive than most of the people you’ll see walking around the streets.
It's a new day. Yesterday's failure is redeemed at the sunrise
I used to wonder why I had hair on my legs, but now I know it's for my toddler sons and daughters to pull themselves up off the ground with as I scream in pain.
Whenever a woman strengthens the faith of a child, she contributes to the strength of a family - now and in the future.
Even as a small child, I understood that woman had secrets, and that some of these were only to be told to daughters. In this way we were bound together for eternity.
How do you explain to your friend's mother why a night out with friends has left her daughter dying from an ecstasy overdose?
My father had bought him a shirt that said “Sure you can date my daughter. In a completely unrelated topic, have you seen my shotgun?
I'm not surprised he wants to challenge me here, where no one can protect me. He thinks I'm a weak woman. He thinks wrong.
You know I don’t listen to market gossip,” she began, “but it is hard not to hear it when my daughter’s name is mentioned.
If you raise a daughter to be both independent and an excellent marksman, you have to accept the fact that your control over her actions is at an end.
Work and happiness are like mother and daughter; work brings forth happiness, but hard work brings forth great happiness!
Daughter," said the Hermit, "I have now lived a hundred and nine winters in this world and have never met any such thing as Luck.
Death is alive, they whispered. Death lives inside life, as bones dance within the body. Yesterday is within today. Yesterday never dies.
When our patterns are threatened by new facts, reason is seldom the victor: 'I know what I think, so don't go confusing me with new opinions.
