“It wasnt often he met someone who had her emotions so on display. Most of the women he knew were interested in more material things and kept their emotions well hidden beneath a mask of sophisticat...”

“Rosa had achieved the sort of serene and confident happiness that Tamsin had never really known. She was connected to Roberto in a way that made Tamsin long for something similar. A man with whom s...”

“She hated him she hated everything he stood for. But when they said hate is akin to love they were certainly right. Because she needed him with every fibre of her being. And hard as it was to admi...”

“Shed been feeling pleased with a couple of moves, had thought she was gaining the upper hand. But shed been overconfident. Shed failed to notice his stealthy approach until he turned the tables on ...”

“She made him feel guilty at times. The problem was that she was so honest herself, almost transparent. It seemed criminal to be deceiving her.”

“He was looking at her with that intense blazing gaze the one that made her feel she was the only woman in the world. Oh God, dont let him get to her. Shed tried to raise her defences against him, ...”

“There's a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they're absolutely free. Don't miss so many of them.”

“A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.”

“When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be aliveto breathe, to think, to enjoy, to lovethen make that day count!”

“Life can be spent in an atmosphere of continuous encouragement, you will ignore the complex and it will disappear”

“The early dew-falls that did a pristine coating,over the woods with its finest transparency,glazed as like its wet white-glassy earrings that hung on the ears of wild flowersunlatched my fancy.”

“Green was the silence, wet was the light,the month of June trembled like a butterfly.”

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”

“Every man who has reached even his intellectual teens begins to suspect that life is no farce that it is not genteel comedy even that it flowers and fructifies on the contrary out of the profoundes...”

“Let us love. Let our lives be a perpetual song of love for God, first of all, and for all human beings who suffer, love, and mourn. Let deep joy live in us. Let us be like the lark, enemy of the ni...”