Novels are just very, very, very long lies. That is to say, you’ve got to get your story straight!
Shaw Centre has restaurants on the fourth floor, where the ACS boy can pull chairs out for her. Girls love this because no one else does it for them, especially not those sotong RI boys.
For me, at least, fiction is the only way i can even begin to twist my lying memories into something true.
Martin, at my age, eroticism is reduced to enjoying caramel custard and looking at widows’ necks.’ – Senor Sempere.
Was she happy? She thought – yes, reasonably so. Then again, what was happiness but the vast terrain between ecstasy and agony? Was this too small an ambition?
There are only two things in life,’ Bergé said. ‘Love and beauty.
We all have scars. Just because mine are hidden doesn’t make them any less painful.
Art finds her own perfection within, and not outside of, herself.
She is not to be judged by any external standard of resemblance.
I want to be undone by you. I want to be the one to come to pieces in your arms, to forget there is anything in this world but the two of us.
Shared emotions experienced by two souls,empathy on unequivocal level which Davey believed would change entire species of mankind if only secret of empathy could be telepathically shared with humanity,one soul after another, until every soul understood true meaning of love.