I am no good without you, Ginesse,โ he said. โI spent a lifetime alone, but I never understood loneliness until I was away from you. I never understood happiness until I saw you again.
Connie BrockwayYou are my country, Desdemona. ... My Egypt. My hot, harrowing desert and my cool, verdant Nile, infinitely lovely and unfathomable and sustaining.
Connie BrockwayConscience is like a pet: If you spoil it by too much attention it'll start yipping at the most inopportune times.
Connie Brockway