Certainly, it is. Love is love, and loss is loss. We all love, and we all die, and everyone suffers the pain of grieving. The trick is to enjoy what you have while you have it. Not run like a… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
Your face is marked with lines of life, put there by love and laughter, suffering and tears. It's beautiful. — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
Certainly, it is. Love is love, and loss is loss. We all love, and we all die, and everyone suffers the pain of grieving.… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“How the devil did he get himself caught?" "By being no brighter than you," Suzette snapped before her father could answer. "God, you are… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“Leigh mentioned that you’re a vet in Winnipeg, here to take some courses to update your skills?” “Yes.” Valerie grimaced. “That was the idea,… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“Because he is good and kind,” she explained softly, then went on. “Because he treats me like a princess. Because he makes me laugh.… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“Well you know who's whereabouts is rather important to me," Richard said stiffly. and then pointed out, "And I wouldn't have had to wake… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“His thoughts died as Anders’s brain caught and held on to one particular sentence that had run through his mind. God, he loved this… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
I'm starved." -Juli "How can you be starved? You just ate a huge bowl of popcorn." -Elspeth "Popcorn isn't food, it's popcorn." -Vicki — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“Have you talked to her?" "What would you have had me say Bastien? Oh, I'm sorry Inez. I didn't mean to bite you, my… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“He had turned her on her side and was cleaning her wound when she regained consciousness and cried out in pain. Anders automatically slipped… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
Intelligent people know they are intelligent. They also know that one person cannot know all, hence a person is not stupid simply because he… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“Were you hurt? Is anything broken?” “Nay.” She signed wryly. “But the snow went up me skirts so far me arse is a block… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“Okay," Christian said with a great show at maintaining his patience. "So you can't dance. But you could at least talk to the woman."… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
