Growing another life inside of you is one of the strangest, but most amazing feelings anyone can have.
Home is the place where they have to take you in
Could I but lay my head in your lap, lass. Feel your hand on me, and sleep wi' the scent of you in my bed. Christ, Sassenach. I need ye.
Really rather fascinating, you know,' he confided, and I recognized, with an internal sigh, the song of the scholar, as identifying a sound as the terr-whit! of a thrush.
But a man is not forgotten, as long as there are two people left under the sky. One, to tell the story; the other, to hear it.
It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.
Catholics don't believe in divorce. We do believe in murder. There's always Confession, after all. --Brianna Fraser to Roger MacKenzie
I'd written Smashed not because I was ambitious and not because writing down my feelings was cathartic (it felt more like playing one's own neurosurgeon sans anesthesia). No. I'd made a habit--and eventually a profession--of memoir because I hail from one of those families where shows of emotions are discouraged.
One thing a leader does is to remove the stigma of mistakes.
You don't need really expensive clothes to look cute.
I am convinced that words are things, and we simply don't have the machinery to measure what they are. I believe that words are tangible things.