And somewhere in that crimson-colored never-never land where i pirouetted madly, in a wild and crazy effort to exhaust myself into insensibility, i saw that man, shadowy and distant, half-hidden behind towering white columns that rose clear up to a purple sky. In a passionate pas de deux he danced with me, forever apart, no matter how hard i sought to draw nearer and leap into his arms, where i could feel them protective about me, supporting me ... and with him i'd find, at last, a safe place to live and love.
Virginia C. AndrewsLove โฆ I put so much faith in it. Truth โฆ I kept believing it falls always from the lips of the one you love and trust the most. Faith โฆ itโs all bound up to love and trust. Where does one end and the other start, and how do you tell when love is the blindest of all?
Virginia C. AndrewsLove, 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. Andrews