Varanga Quotes & Sayings

But there was something so empty about the prospect of a Christmas Day without opening presents — Rachel Cohn

But it has often happened that I have found the most seductive depictions of sin in the pages of those very men of incorruptible virtue who condemned their spell and their effects. — Umberto Eco

People would fight over who owns a poisonous desert, if that desert was Jerusalem. — Neil Gaiman

You were most entertaining," Zayne replied. "That was unintentional," Eliza muttered. — Jen Turano

Yeah, sorry. I can't help my genetics. Take your frustration out on me if it'll make you feel better, but don't mess up my pretty face. — Ann Aguirre

Madame? What do I look like?"
"You have many thousands of freckles."
"Papa used to say they were like stars in heaven. Like apples in a tree. — Anthony Doerr

All we have to do is not react as if this is a full-blown crisis. All we have to do is keep on denying how frightened we actually are. And then, bit by bit, we will have arrived at the place we most fear, the thing from which we have been averting our eyes. No additional effort required. There are ways of preventing this — Naomi Klein

So this is what insanity is. Not goofy behavior, but watching a sudden change in the world you used to know. — Toni Morrison

Sometimes I wish I could go back in life, not to change things but just to feel things twice — Drake

Help me. Fight for me. And I will be the first ruler in the history of Luna who will also fight for you. — Marissa Meyer

It is to such sufferings that we attach the pleasure of loving, of delighting in the most insignificant remarks of a woman, which we know to be insignificant, but which we perfume with her scent. — Marcel Proust

Elliot folded her hands in her lap as Felicia entered the building. She figured Kai would follow, but he remained still, standing over her like a guard. His shadow fell across her lap, and she traced its edges with her hands. The places he's touched her - her torso, her chest, her elbow - still tingled. His words echoed in her ears. He hadn't spoken a word to her directly since that night in the barn. She soaked up every syllable like it was rain on parched soil.
"You're all right"
"Careful"
"Can you stand on your own? — Diana Peterfreund