She had rarely been near Henry since then, and the sight of him now was like a concentrated dose.
Anna GodbersenThe first stab of love is like a sunset, a blaze of color - oranges, pearly pinks, vibrant purples.
Anna GodbersenThere was plenty of life left and if he had to he would use it all to get her back. The time had passed for making promises to her-all that was left for him was to act.
Anna GodbersenThey were all dressed in their finest as though life really were some magical stage play in which every moment ought to be illuminated with its own bright spotlight.
Anna GodbersenGood girls hold their heads high by daylight, Their grace and their virtue soaring with kites, While bad girls slink along in their shame- Everyone stares at them, everyone blames. But those bad girls sleep soundly at night, Ne'er do their consciences wake them in a fright, While our good girls toss and they turn- They lay awake for those who will burn.
Anna Godbersen