No use crying over spilled milk.
It would drive me crazy to be a guest in my own house. - Francesca Marciano
It would drive me crazy to be a guest in my own house.
- Francesca Marciano
Suddenly it all seemed luminously clear. Love had very little to do with fear and emotional sabotage; love had to do with trust. - Francesca Marciano
Suddenly it all seemed luminously clear. Love had very little to do with fear and emotional sabotage; love had to do with trust.
A first kiss is the demarcation line: the same information that a moment ago felt private, all of a suddens seems unfair to withhold. And with that e… - Francesca Marciano
A first kiss is the demarcation line: the same information that a moment ago felt private, all of a suddens seems unfair to withhold. And with that e…
I can't say why some memories float and other sink. - Francesca Marciano
I can't say why some memories float and other sink.
When people die and especially when they die tragically, others can't help but get carried away. They come up with their implausible interpretation a… - Francesca Marciano
When people die and especially when they die tragically, others can't help but get carried away. They come up with their implausible interpretation a…
No use crying over spilled milk. - Francesca Marciano
Why is it you can never hope to describe the emotion Africa creates? You are lifted. Out of whatever pit, unbound from whatever tie, released from wh… - Francesca Marciano
Why is it you can never hope to describe the emotion Africa creates? You are lifted. Out of whatever pit, unbound from whatever tie, released from wh…
Passion - eventually it cools. - Francesca Marciano
Passion - eventually it cools.
We knew nothing of loss. Nobody has taught us about pain. Until that moment, death had just amounted to a scary sound. - Francesca Marciano
We knew nothing of loss. Nobody has taught us about pain. Until that moment, death had just amounted to a scary sound.
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