The year I turned ninety, I wanted to give myself the gift of a night of wild love with an adolescent virgin. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“Even if I turned ninety, lost my mind and forgot everytging else, the memory of the Winter prince would be a shining… — Julie Kagawa Copy Share Image
“In the blink of an eye, Barbara had turned ninety-five. Taking her final breath in the Ottowan Nursing Home in Goodsprings, Nevada,… — Jamie Schoffman Copy Share Image
