“Arching her back towards him. Her slender arms, legs, waist enfolded by his arms. His warm and authentic embrace. That was how I came into this world. Love. Isn't love the only answer for every simple thing that is sympathetic… — Abigail George Copy Share Image
“Yes, I know that now that there is truth in beauty and beauty in truth. My nature is to be depressive and come out of it and write, and enjoy writing and feeling as if I have a passion and… — Abigail George Copy Share Image
“We didn't have much. We had each other. The five of us and that was enough. That day on the beach.” — Abigail George Copy Share Image
“Life has hurt me. When life hurts you, which way do you go, up or down? When life hurts you what happens to a… — Abigail George Copy Share Image
“I never touched drink. It uproots you. Plants you some place you will never remember the morning after.” — Abigail George Copy Share Image
“Does this mean that men evolve faster than women do, would we ever live in an integrated society where the sexes would be equal?… — Abigail George Copy Share Image
“Tin-Tin in your rattle skin Dumbed and worn down - Flushed pink-salmon suffering.” — Abigail George Copy Share Image
“You have to live in a fog, Tramping scorched earth; Not to read words of truth.” — Abigail George Copy Share Image
“I never said it. Never said, "Get a job'', or, ''you're just a bum watching rubbish television and horror films all day long,'' but… — Abigail George Copy Share Image
“If I were an alcoholic, a raging alcoholic, I would drink all my sorrows away. Sadness to me reminds me of Hemingway driving ambulances… — Abigail George Copy Share Image
“Intimate letters - They become rock art alphabet, Shelved history.” — Abigail George Copy Share Image
