Hours later, Adam propped himself up on an elbow and stared down at Gabrielle, pondering what made beauty. He thought he was beginning to understand. It wasn't symmetry of features; it wasn't perfection. It was uniqueness. That which one person had that no other possessed. That which was only their own.
Karen Marie MoningThere are really only two positions one can take toward anything in life: hope or fear. Hope strengthens, fear kills.
Karen Marie Moning