Anna

“To my unsuspecting love.
When I look into your eyes, I loose all sense of time and place. Reason robbed, clear thought erased, I am lost in the paradise I find within you gaze.
I long to touch your blushing cheek, to whisper in your ear how I adore you, how I cannot bear the thought of living without you.
To be so near you without touching you is agony. Your blindness to my feelings is a daily torment, and I feel driven to the edge of madness by my love for you”
― Julianne Donaldson, Edenbrooke

“Ghosts don't haunt us. That's not how it works. They're present among us because we won't let go of them.”
― Sue Grafton, M is for Malice

“Hate is suck a prodigious feeling. It´s hot and oppressive like fire. It starts by burning through your God-given reason until there is nothing left of it but a mound of ash. It moves on to your humanity next, hot tongues flicking across the few remaining threads of innocence until they melt into each other and morph into something ugly. Then, in the rubble of what you were, hate plants a seed of bitterness. The seed grows to a vine chokes what it touches.”
― Tarryn Fisher, Dirty Red

“A great nose may be an index
Of a great soul”
― Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac