She's my baby girl, Quinn. I want love for her. Real love. The kind that makes a man crazy inside. -Gibraltar to Quinn
Karen Marie MoningYesterday was a memory. Tomorrow was a hope. Today was another day to live and do one's best to love
Karen Marie MoningDishonesty increases disorder exponentially. It's hard enough to communicate when you're telling the truth.
Karen Marie MoningThere was no lifeboat here in these deep, killing waters, not even a lighthouse, marking the way back to shore with its soft amber promise. There was only the storm of Barrons and the one I seemed to be, and if there were dark shapes moving in the waters beneath my feet that I should probably take a good hard look at and possibly reconsider trying to swim here, I didn’t care.
Karen Marie Moning