“Weeping willows trailed their branches in the water like playful fingers.” — Nina George Copy Share Image
“We all grow old, even books. But are you, is anyone, worth less, or less important, because they’ve been around for longer?’ ‘It’s” — Nina George Copy Share Image
“Can eating heal you? With every bite of food steeped in the herbs and oils of Provence he seemed to absorb a little more… — Nina George Copy Share Image
“The trouble is that so many people, most of them women, think they have to have a perfect body to be loved. But all… — Nina George Copy Share Image
“This is the only life we have. I want to spend mine with you, but without impeding yours. (One would be truly lucky to… — Nina George Copy Share Image
“I don't know why we women believe that sacrificing our desires makes us more attractive to men. What on earth are we thinking? That… — Nina George Copy Share Image
“As long as you can walk, you will find a walking stick. As long as you are brave, someone will help you.” — Nina George Copy Share Image
“...Time had seemed infinite when she still had many years and decades ahead of her. A book waiting to be written: as a girl,… — Nina George Copy Share Image
“All the love, all the dead, all the people we’ve known. They are the rivers that feed our sea of souls. If we refuse… — Nina George Copy Share Image
“Loving is different from being loved. Giving and seeing how a person flourishes and feeds off your love: the amount of power you possess,… — Nina George Copy Share Image
“Every woman is a priestess if she loves life and can work magic on herself and those who are sacred to her. It’s time… — Nina George Copy Share Image
“Yet sometimes it still feels as if I’m sewed up in my own skin, as if I’m living in an invisible box that keeps… — Nina George Copy Share Image
“He calls books freedoms. And homes too. They preserve all the good words that we so seldom use.” — Nina George Copy Share Image
“Perdu saw Ida’s pain flickering in her eyes, saw that the red-haired woman was struggling to embrace a new future that felt even now… — Nina George Copy Share Image
