“We all have to love you, and believe in you, and think you are looking out for our best interests. But look… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“I don’t explain love, Bart. I don’t think anyone can. It grows from day to day from having contact with that other… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“And thank you for saying all of that, and for loving me, for you haven't gone unloved, or unadmired, yourself.” — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“Don’t try to appeal to me when I feel sick to my stomach. I ask myself each day how I can come… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“All right, Chris, you've given me a breather. I'm prepared for anything. And thank you for saying all of that, and for… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“And when I fall in love,” I began, "I will build a mountain to touch the sky. Then, my lover and I… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“The mountain trees that grew between the pines were a brilliant blaze of fall colors, like fire against the emerald green of… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“And why is it all men think everything a woman writes is trivial or trashy-or just plain silly drivel? Don't men have… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“Love is fragile at best and often a burden or something that blinds us. It's fodder for poets and song writers and… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“All you need do is say good-bye to yesterday’s loves, and hello to the new. Look around and see who needs you… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“I love you,” was his reply. “I make myself keep on loving you, despite what you do. I've got to love you.… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“To love anything once extremely well made you vulnerable to another loving attack. I knew; I’d already been in love six times.” — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“You really think I’m pretty enough for a man to love?” “You’re more than pretty enough.” He sounded embarrassed. “Chris, remember when… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“You were right the first time, Cathy. It was a stupid, silly story. Ridiculous! Only insane people would die for the sake… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“He caught my hand and drew me closer to his side. “Well, should I begin to list them one by one, and… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“So, the dreams of perfection, of fame, of fortune, of undying, ever-abiding love without one single flaw, like the toys and games… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“Love doesn't spurt up like an instant bonfire, consuming all reason, it flickers and falters, and sometimes almost goes out. The fact… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“Oh, it was wicked of me to make him the troublesome thing I was. He should stay always what he was, the happy-go-lucky cheerful… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“I sighed, he sighed, the wind and flowers sighed too. I think those marble statues sighed along as well, in their lack of understanding… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“We are perfect children. Mentally, physically, emotionally, we are wholesome, and godly in every way possible. We have as much right to live, love,… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“Death can be a good friend to those in extreme pain. I wondered how he held on so long...” — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“Cathy, don't look so defeated. She was only trying to put us down again. Maybe nothing did work out right for her, but that… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“His blue eyes gazed down into mine. Eyes so much alike. I loved him as I loved the better side of myself, the brighter,… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“We all have to love you, and believe in you, and think you are looking out for our best interests. But look at us,… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“What if I am a curse?" "Then you're the prettiest and nicest curse I know.” — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“There were shadows in the corners and whispers on the stairs and time was irrelevant as honesty.” — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“Y, sin embargo, me sentia irritada cada vez que alguien venia a preguntar como habia muerto y a decir que era una lastima que… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
“Cathy—look at me! Don’t turn your head and pretend you don’t know what I’m doing, what I’m saying! Look and see the torment you’ve… — V.C. Andrews Copy Share Image
