“For some, passion is the gift of a ring in a church ceremony, the bearing of children as shared property. For me it was just a smile I couldn’t help, tugging at the sides of my face.” — Edwidge Dandicat Copy Share Image
“Men with names never truly die. It is only the nameless and faceless who vanish like smoke into the early morning air.” — Edwidge Dandicat Copy Share Image
“For some, passion is the gift of a ring in a church ceremony, the bearing of children as shared property. For me it was… — Edwidge Dandicat Copy Share Image
