“She was famous, and she was insane. Her voice soared out over the audience, holding them spellbound and enraptured, delivering their hopes and fears tangled in chords and rhythm. They called her an angel, her voice a gift. She was… — Dianne Sylvan Copy Share Image
“She was famous, and she was insane. Her voice soared out over the audience, holding them spellbound and enraptured, delivering their hopes and fears… — Dianne Sylvan Copy Share Image
“We don't get to choose how we're born, Miranda, and very rarely how we die; but we get to choose how we live. Life… — Dianne Sylvan Copy Share Image
“she decided no human man would ever touch her again. the doors to her body and heart were already locked, and she would give the key to only one man, perhaps someday...perhaps never...but all the same she didnt care about falling in love, or getting married, or any of that, anymore. it was too late for mortal men to stake… — Dianne Sylvan Copy Share
“Uh.. you'er Sophie?" Mrianda ventured "That's me" "How old areyou?" Sophie rolled ker wide brown eyes, "Ahunderd and forty-eight" she relied. "I got to… — Dianne Sylvan Copy Share Image
“god, can you imagine getting married at nineteen?" miranda asked. "when i was nineteen i didnt even know how to do my own laundry."… — Dianne Sylvan Copy Share Image
“I am not, as it turns out, incapable of changing myself or my life. I am not, as it turns out, worthless. I am,… — Dianne Sylvan Copy Share Image
“We are disconnected from nature, we are wounded from the Spirit outward, and that has caused the largest majority of the problems that plague… — Dianne Sylvan Copy Share Image
“Deven tilted his head again, set down his glass, and said, "Any fight between us, my Lady, will be short and unpleasant." "Just like you." Miranda bit back. Silence. Then Deven laughed. Miranda didn't, but she felt the tension in the air dispel and sat back with her wineglass. "I like her," Deven told David. "She's bright and fearless, just… — Dianne Sylvan Copy Share
“ I am in love with you, miranda Grey. I've fallen so far into you that I can't eve see the stars anymore, but… — Dianne Sylvan Copy Share Image
