Standing alone Quote by Amanda Sun

“She was held together by a thread. Not even a strong fishing wire, but the kind of thread that could fray and break in…

— R.L. Griffin

“I felt that I did not really remember her except through the pain, and I longed for the nails that riveted her to my…

— Marcel Proust

“Some people could look at a mud puddle and see an ocean with ships…pinched it in to such a little bit of a thing…

— Zora Neale Hurston

“She sheltered her colors in the dark, where others were blind to see; I caught a glimpse of her lastly when she gave me…

— Anthony Liccione

“She felt invisible shackles snaking around her wrists and ankles, took a deep breath and said..............”

— Taylor Stevens

“She is always unwilling to understand, to listen, She laughs to hide her fear of herself. She has always walked beneath the arches of…

— Paul Éluard

“Loving her felt like creating something. A cathedral. Spires and stained glass and bells. But she broke one window and I indiscriminately tore the…

— Suanne Laqueur

“She was the kind of elegance That would never tarnish. A mixture of lace and mesh, Like a classic heirloom that begged to be…

— M.J. Abraham

“Her heart, she had discovered in the last half year, was of durable stuff. You could test its mettle with a hammer.”

— Paul Russell

“Here in the city she had gilded her nails. They shone. And she had put on a velvet dress, this soft red one, which…

— Saul Bellow

“I gripped against her like she was metal and I was all full of lightning, charged up and jagged and of that moment alone.”

— Chris Howard

“She lacks the indefinable charm of weakness. It is the feet of clay that make the gold of the image precious.”

— Oscar Wilde