“I'm sorry. I never think to check my messages and I don't have a clue where that cell phone is.' She looked around as if she might find it in the flower bed.” — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“I remember him with a dark passionflower in his hand, looking at it as no one has ever looked at such a flower, though they might look from the twilight of day until the twilight of night, for a whole… — Jorge Luis Borges Copy Share Image
