From the hills in the early dawn, Small, thin, mist-wreathed, she came upon him; Hair sodden to the brow, Eyes like agates, Lips apart, tongue flicking at words frozen in her head. Gliding to his feet, She caught his hand and said'come help me, mister, or she'll be dead.
The problem isn't finding out where you are gonna go-its figuring out what you are gonna do once you get there that is! (Jamie Sullivan)
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Nicholas Sparks
I would have told you earlier, but as it was your birthday .. . What do you give the man who has everything? I thought I’d give you .. . me.” He puts the keychain down on the bedside table and snuggles in beside me,...
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E.l. James
We should live like we smoke– inhale the present and exhale the past.
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Cora Carmack
The next time you're mad at me, talk to me, ' he said. 'Don't shut me out. I don't like playing games. And by the way, I had a great time, too.
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Nicholas Sparks
When I told you I didn't want you it was the blackest kind of blasphemy
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Stephenie Meyer
More Quotes By Catherine Cookson
Her love for him was almost like a pain in itself.
And, like the prodigal son, he had returned broken in body and also in mind to the house where he had been born, and he and his child had been welcomed with open arms.
Who wanted to live to a hundred and one? Who wanted to go on living at all at times?
The Girl was gone, buried in the past. She never wanted to hear that name again. She was a woman for better for worse. Whatever the future might bring she could face it as a woman, Ned Ridley's woman.
From the hills in the early dawn, Small, thin, mist-wreathed, she came upon him; Hair sodden to the brow, Eyes like agates, Lips apart, tongue flicking at words frozen in her head. Gliding to his feet, She caught his hand and said'come help me, mister,...
