“If tears of sorrow are the echoes of things lost, what then are tears of joy?” — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
“I wondered if that’s what déjà vu was - being in step with a moment, a place, exactly where you were supposed to be… — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
“It isn’t always love at first sight, or all sparks and fireworks and goo-goo gaa-gaa. Love grows, you know. They even write songs about… — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
“There are things never meant to be understood, Jessie. Things which cannot now nor ever, through any means, be deciphered. Not through dreams, nor… — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
“Be very careful what you try with that. I’m not as strong as I should be.” His breath was ragged, and irregular. “And you… — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
“ It was very hard to keep a straight face when I had seen a glimpse of her ‘oh-so-propah’ husband in pink women’s underwear. There… — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
“-I looked at his beautiful face. “So I guess that means I’m the ugly one.”- ” — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
“If tears of sorrow are the echoes of things lost, what then are tears of joy?” — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
“Pro te, milies aeterno. He placed my hand on his heart. And that means? For you, a thousand times eternity.” — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
“Everything he did was a physical thing. When he spoke, my bones ached. When he breathed, I felt it in my veins and on… — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
“In the normal world, we’d never have met. My bones lay dry and fleshless somewhere, Jessie. A grave holds my remnants beneath a stone… — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
“His eyes looked sad and cautious. I recognized the grief, but there seemed to be more to it, a depth beyond what even I… — Tyra Lynn Copy Share Image
