Grief, no matter how you try to cater to its wail, has a way of fading away.

— V.C. Andrews

He won't listen to the music, and I can't turn it off.

— V.C. Andrews

I don't think she's ever coming back.

— V.C. Andrews

If a little hill of happiness would satisfy Chris, good for him. But after all these years of striving, hoping, dreaming, longing-I wanted mountain high! A hill wasn't enough.

— V.C. Andrews

If you hold a bird too tightly, you'll crush its wings

— V.C. Andrews

I had heard the wind from the mountains calling me last night, telling me it was my time to go, and I woke up, knowing what to do.

— V.C. Andrews

I love you,” was his reply. “I make myself keep on loving you, despite what you do. I've got to love you. We all have to love you, and believe in you, and think you are looking out for our best interests. But look at us, Momma, and really see us.

— V.C. Andrews

... I'm a fool. I expect too much, then I'm angry because nothing ever works out the way I want. When I was young and full of hopes and aspirations, I didn't know I would get hurt so often. I think I'll get tough and won't ache again, then my fragile shell shatters, and again, symbolically, my blood is spilled with the tears I shed. I pull myself back together again, go on, convince myself there is a reason for everything, and at some point in my life it will be disclosed. And when I have what I want, I hope to god it stays long enough to let me know I have it, and it won't hurt when it goes, for I don't expect it to stay, not now. I'm like a doughnut, always being punch out in the middle, and constantly I go around searching for the missing piece, and on and on it goes, never ending, only beginning...

— V.C. Andrews

In the dark, the little live Christmas tree, two feet tall, sparkled with tiny colored lights, like the tears I saw glistening in my brother's eyes.

— V.C. Andrews

I remembered Grandmas Catherine used to tell me your first impressions about people usually prove to be the truest because your heart is the first to react.

— V.C. Andrews