In that moment her heart fell out of her chest. Like the glass filled vase he had brought to her, it dropped. It was shattered into a million small pieces.
She has often felt that her outsides were too dull for her insides, that deep within her there was something better than what everyone else could see.
she was glad she had been scarred. She said that whoever loved her now would love her true self, and not her pretty face.
What I really tried to do with Helen was make her show this sad side of her. She was married off at 16, was so young and living in this castle that can't leave because of how she looks, and married to a man she hates and three times her age.
There's so much about Dolly Parton that every female artist should look to, whether it's reading her quotes or reading her interviews or going to one of her live shows. She's been such an amazing example to every female songwriter out there.
I met Ellie Goulding at the BRITs. She's lovely. I've got a lot of time for her. I gave her congratulations and whatnot and she let me hold her BRIT. That was amazing - once I'd touched one for the first time, I said 'This cannot be the last time I t...
My grandmother lived to be 100 years old. Her grandmother was a slave, yet she was a college graduate in the Spellman class of 1917. She taught art for 50 years and she saved her Social Security checks for her children's education.
The only thing I have left to remember her by is the scent of her perfume. I just broke into her car and stole the bottle.
It hurt her to stir up these feelings, but yet she knew that that was the best part of her soul, and that that part of her soul would quickly be smothered in the life she was leading.
Having someone this male next to her made her soul feel exhilarated and convey brazenly suggestive, female, liberal ideas to her inner id.
Lucy had to guard her reputation - her reputation for sanity - the way that a woman a hundred years before would have had to guard her reputation for virtue.
At that moment, I wished I were the wind, free to dance across her flesh, seep through her clothing, and explore the forbidden depths of her body beneath.
The sole agents, indeed, in the action of her novels are individual human beings. And the comedy is the outcome of their making fools of themselves and of one another.
It had been too much for Edith to take and she had gone to her room so that her nieces wouldn't see her cry anymore.
I wanted to tell her that I loved her, and not in the complicated way I loved our parents, but in a simple way I never had to think about. I loved her like breathing.
if the goddes can forgive her, can't we?" "I think there's a big difference between forgiving her and makin her into something she wasn't just because she's dead
He loved her, he loved her, and until he'd loved her she had never minded being alone....
Her mother always told her, “If he hits you, then you leave,” but Jack had never hit her, not with his fists.
I saw pearls in her mouth and the velvet cushion of her tongue and I heard the magic words come out of her.
That he would love her no matter what she told him, and that he was the kind of man who loved her already and would love her forever.
A slow, knowing smile came over Keirah's face. Her heart filled with happiness, believing the Gwarda gypsy sitting next to her at this very moment was worthy of her beloved sister.
