“It was all about money. Dirty, bloody money. It can come and go so easily. They don't see that life is what's important. Love, friendship, trust, respect, a daily routine, someone to grow old with, siblings to cherish, family, a… — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
“Sophia, you’re the best thing that could have happened to Alistair. I’ve never seen him happier than he is now.” — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
“One can say that Javert is our conscience. The ever lurking presence of the law and our own condemnation. The tension between who we were and who we are and who we can be. Javert represents that inescapable, shameful past that forever haunts and persues one's conscience. Javert is the man of the law, and... There are no surprises with… — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share
“Love is not about oneself, but about the other. It's not about keeping, but about freeing. Love is not love if not shared.” — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
“I believe in witches, Sophia,” his deep voice hypnotized her. “I hope you don’t burn me at the stake,” she murmured to him. “I… — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
“You don't have to thank me. Ever. You're my wife and I want to share everything with you. Every little thing.” — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
“It was like the sun had appeared again in my life, Sophia, You. You changed everything when you stepped into that room. You have… — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
“In truth, his most ardent fantasy was to hear her saying the three words he had repeated so often already. I love you .” — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
“It was all about money. Dirty, bloody money. It can come and go so easily. They don't see that life is what's important. Love,… — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
“Maybe you're starting to move on, my love. But to fully do it, you have to let the guilt go. Gabriel will always be… — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
“Sophia is worth a change. I have to make the right choices from now on.” — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
“Don't cry. She wouldn't like it. When I missed my father, I used to cry. Mama taught me when I cry, he is sad… — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, silence speaks louder than words. Just because it is peaceful, it doesn’t mean it is still and void, as a few may think.… — Cristiane Serruya Copy Share Image
