“Friends?” He asked me offering his right hand. “As long as you don't touch my pencils' box again,” — Tionne Rogers Copy Share Image
“Loneliness can drive a person mad. There's a place, in every man's soul, that no friend can reach, only a lover, and he longed for the chance to close that emptiness.” — Tionne Rogers Copy Share Image
“For a moment, I believed you.” He ordered me, dryly, recovering his usual poise again. He does not only have a selective hearing, but… — Tionne Rogers Copy Share Image
“I survived a divorce, no children and come to Paris three days per week. My cat ran away on a love adventure; don't know… — Tionne Rogers Copy Share Image
“If you don't do crazy things when you're twenty, then you do them when you're sixty and then, it looks pathetic.” — Tionne Rogers Copy Share Image
“Friends?” He asked me offering his right hand. “As long as you don't touch my pencils' box again,” — Tionne Rogers Copy Share Image
“I thought you were going to be a grey little man like most of us but you outshone us all. When your times comes,… — Tionne Rogers Copy Share Image
“I ran as fast as I could for about five minutes over the deserted streets. If you wonder Diary why I did it, the… — Tionne Rogers Copy Share Image
“Are you all right, Sir?” Yes, I'm fine. My life is totally ruined but I'm fine. I feel free, detached from everything.” “Then you're… — Tionne Rogers Copy Share Image
“Loneliness can drive a person mad. There's a place, in every man's soul, that no friend can reach, only a lover, and he longed… — Tionne Rogers Copy Share Image
