“Love is just like the flower; it has hidden depths that we rarely ever explore. Beneath the surface lies a network of roots. You can admire the flower for what it is, or you can dig deeper. The more you… — Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“Sebastian tapped his index finger on the polished wood thoughtfully. Yes, it was a universal truth: some things once broken were broken forever—like trust.… — Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“Love is just like the flower; it has hidden depths that we rarely ever explore. Beneath the surface lies a network of roots. You… — Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“I think you've been sleeping on the job; the city isn't exactly paradise," she said caustically. "Every time you clap your hands, another person… — Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“She looked like a grown-up, a calm, controlled grown-up, and she was glad for that one mercy. No one would be able to judge… — Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“You have lived all these years and you're still a grumpy teenage boy. That must take effort.” — Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“The temptation to take the next step hung in the air around them...it was the apple: take one bite, and there was no going… — Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“A broken heart is something even I can’t protect you from. I’ve been alone for so long, and believe me, all that does is… — Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“Deep down under where his heart resided, strangled up in thorny vines of guilt, anger, fear and longing, there lay something deeper in him,… — Carol Oates Copy Share Image
“Is this really about keeping me safe or about you not wanting to share your sandbox with the others?” — Carol Oates Copy Share Image
