At the end of the rainbow waited the pot of gold. But rainbows were made of faint and fragile gossamer-and gold weighed a ton-and since the world began, gold was the reason to do most anything.
Virginia C. AndrewsWhat is normal? Normal is only ordinary; mediocre. Life belongs to the rare, exceptional individual who dares to be different.
Virginia C. Andrewslove, is an unnatural attachment to another living thing. it's the root cause of most personal problems people have.
Virginia C. AndrewsPerhaps lovers aren't supposed to look down at the ground. That kind of story is told in symbols-and earth represents reality, and reality represents frustrations, chance illnesses, death, murder, and all kinds of other tragedies. Lovers are meant to look up at the sky, for up there no beautiful illusions can be trampled upon.
Virginia C. Andrews