V.C. Andrews
Love is fragile at best and often a burden or something that blinds us. It's fodder for poets and songwriters, and they build it into something beyond human capacity. Falling in love means enrolling yourself in the school of disappointment. Being human means failing each other often, and no two people fail each other more than two people who pledge to do things for each other that they'll never do because they are just incapable of it... That's why art is enduring. The look of love or hope, or the look of compassion, bravery, whatever, is captured forever. We spend our lives trying to get someone to be as enduring as a painting or a sculpture, and we can't because feelings crumble as quickly as the flesh.
— V.C. Andrews
Maybe that was what millions could do-- nail a satisfied smirk to one's face.
— V.C. Andrews
Once I was in the cold dim room, without furniture or carpet or rugs, only a dollhouse that wasn't as wonderful as the original, I opened the tall and narrow closet door and began my ascent up the steep and narrow stairs. On my way to the attic. On my way to where I'd find my Christopher, again...
— V.C. Andrews
Only I had dry eyes, a dry heart.
— V.C. Andrews
Or was Chris thinking, as I was, that if we went tithe police and told our story, our faces would be splashed on the frontages of every newspaper in the country? Would the glare of publicity make up for what we'd lose? Our privacy-our need to stay together? Could we lose each other just to get even?
— V.C. Andrews
People make the rules of society, not God.
— V.C. Andrews
Promises are lies wrapped in pretty ribbons -Cinnamon
— V.C. Andrews
Sometimes doing the right thing does take more courage, but the feeling it gives you deep inside makes it worth it.
— V.C. Andrews
That's the way all life's battles are won. You don't look at the overall picture. You take one step, then another, and another... until you arrive at your destination.
— V.C. Andrews
The Bible said, as Chris quoted one memorable day, there was a time for everything. I figured my time for happiness was just ahead, waiting for me.
— V.C. Andrews
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