Love, how often that word came up in books over and over again. If you had wealth and health, and beauty and talent...you had nothing if you didn't have love. Love changed all that was ordinary into something giddy, powerful, drunken, enchanted.
Virginia C. AndrewsAngel, saint, Devil's spawn, good or evil, you've got me pinned to the wall and labeled as yours until the day I die. And if you die first, then it won't be long before I follow.
Virginia C. AndrewsTragedy had sent me headlong into reality. All the things I had seen before now looked different, even nature.
Virginia C. Andrews