Mary

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
― Oscar Wilde

“They broke my heart and they killed me, but I didn't die. They tried to bury me, they didn't realize I was a seed.”
― Sinead O'Connor

“Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.”
― Oscar Wilde

“Isabella." He pronounced my full name carefully, then playfully ruffled my hair with his free hand. A shock ran through my body at his casual touch. "Bella, I couldn't live with myself if I ever hurt you. You don't know how it's tortured me." He looked down, ashamed again. "The thought of you, still, white, cold . . . to never see you blush scarlet again, to never see that flash of intuition in your eyes when you see through my pretenses . . . it would be unendurable." he lifted his glorious, agonized eyes to mine. "You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.”
― Stephenie Meyer, Twilight