I have a certain sensibility that I bring to my writing that comes from knowing two things: what I as a reader like to read, and what as a writer I am capable of. I know my own limits. I know there are things I cannot do.
"Alexander, were you looking for me?" "All my life." - Paullina Simons
"Alexander, were you looking for me?" "All my life."
- Paullina Simons
Courage, Alexander,” she whispered. “Courage, Tatiana. - Paullina Simons
Courage, Alexander,” she whispered. “Courage, Tatiana.
Tania, there is so much still ahead of you. Be patient with life - Paullina Simons
Tania, there is so much still ahead of you. Be patient with life
Courage, Alexander..... Courage, Tatiana - Paullina Simons
Courage, Alexander..... Courage, Tatiana
We walk alone through this world, but if we're lucky, we have a moment of belonging to something, to someone, that sustains us through a lifetime of … - Paullina Simons
We walk alone through this world, but if we're lucky, we have a moment of belonging to something, to someone, that sustains us through a lifetime of …
Memory - that fiend, that cruel enemy of comfort. - Paullina Simons
Memory - that fiend, that cruel enemy of comfort.
Some words were like that. Whole lives attached to them. Ghosts and lives and ecstasy and sorrow. - Paullina Simons
Some words were like that. Whole lives attached to them. Ghosts and lives and ecstasy and sorrow.
Not bombs nor my broken heart can take away from me walking barefoot with you in jasmine June through the Field of Mars. - Paullina Simons
Not bombs nor my broken heart can take away from me walking barefoot with you in jasmine June through the Field of Mars.
This is days and days and months and years and all the minutes in between, just you me. - Paullina Simons
This is days and days and months and years and all the minutes in between, just you me.
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