Spirits...Ghosts...Angels...whichever yo wish to call them - Reader, they do exist. I've seem them all my life, but I've learned to say… — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
And what's wrong with dimming the harsh reality of life a little, anyway? In essence, being alive is a bloody long and… — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
Every human being has a fascinating existence, with a big cast of good and evil characters in each. And almost always, somewhere… — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
“thought about how, depending where you were on the earth, your particular strengths and weaknesses were either positives or negatives.” — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
“Everything has its natural balance, and how would you know you were happy it you weren't sad sometimes? Or feel healthy if you were… — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
“It seems impossible to believe that a girl not yet in her teens could fall in love, but I remember so vividly the moment… — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
“Humans rarely look back to the past, until they have made the same mistake!” — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
“People have asked me why I seem to have no fear. It's apparently that which stops so many people from doing what they need… — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
“Love is both the most selfish and unselfish emotion in the world, Celaeno, and its two facets cannot be separated. The need in oneself… — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
Remember,even if we can't see them, those we love are always with us. — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
“And then I kiss her, and feel her respond with equal fervour. And as I hear the music rising to a crescendo above us,… — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
“Surely such a pure, perfect sound could not be coming from the skinny little girl in the dreadful pink dress? But as he watched… — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
“And actually, Pa was wrong, because even if other people couldn’t take talent away from you, they could destroy your confidence with their negative… — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
“I will always remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when I heard that my father had died...” — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
