I used to have this toy, a magic slate. You wrote or drew on it and then, just by pulling up the plastic cover, everything you did disappeared and you could start new. Maybe everyone feels that on New Year's Eve: They can pull up the magic sheet and rewrite their lives. - V.C. Andrews
¿Qué se hace con el tiempo cuando se tiene en superabundancia? ¿Dónde se ponen los ojos cuando ya se ha visto todo? ¿En qué dirección deben ir los pensamientos cuando el soñar despierto sólo sirve para crear problemas? - V.C. Andrews
And grief, no matter how you try to cater to its wail, has a way of fading away, and the person so real, so beloved, becomes a dim, slightly out-of-focus shadow. - V.C. Andrews
We will not open healed wounds!""My wounds are not healed!" I stated just as firmly. "They will never be healed until justice is done! - V.C. Andrews
He won't listen to the music, and I can't turn it off. - V.C. Andrews
Promises are lies wrapped in pretty ribbons -Cinnamon - V.C. Andrews