There was a war going on in our house. A silent war that sounded no guns, and the bodies that fell were only wishes that died and the bullets were only words and the blood that spilled was always called pride.
If you hold a bird too tightly, you'll crush its wings - Virginia C. Andrews
If you hold a bird too tightly, you'll crush its wings
- Virginia C. Andrews
You are the most dangerous kind of female the world can ever know. You carry the seeds for your own destruction and the destruction of everyone who l… - Virginia C. Andrews
You are the most dangerous kind of female the world can ever know. You carry the seeds for your own destruction and the destruction of everyone who l…
I believe in God... but I don't believe in religion. Religion is used to manipulate and punish. Used in a thousand ways for profit for even in the ch… - Virginia C. Andrews
I believe in God... but I don't believe in religion. Religion is used to manipulate and punish. Used in a thousand ways for profit for even in the ch…
You can trust a few some of the time, and most none of the time. Feel lucky if you have even one to trust all of the time. - Virginia C. Andrews
You can trust a few some of the time, and most none of the time. Feel lucky if you have even one to trust all of the time.
What is normal? Normal is only ordinary; mediocre. Life belongs to the rare, exceptional individual who dares to be different. - Virginia C. Andrews
What is normal? Normal is only ordinary; mediocre. Life belongs to the rare, exceptional individual who dares to be different.
Dreams, I thought. They're the riches of a poor person, stashed in treasure chests buried deeply in the imagination. But are dreams enough? - Virginia C. Andrews
Dreams, I thought. They're the riches of a poor person, stashed in treasure chests buried deeply in the imagination. But are dreams enough?
It was the eyes. The secret of love was in the eyes. The way one person looked at another, the way eyes communicated and spoke when the lips never mo… - Virginia C. Andrews
It was the eyes. The secret of love was in the eyes. The way one person looked at another, the way eyes communicated and spoke when the lips never mo…
Life is like that - twenty minutes of misery for every two seconds of joy. - Virginia C. Andrews
Life is like that - twenty minutes of misery for every two seconds of joy.
love, is an unnatural attachment to another living thing. it's the root cause of most personal problems people have. - Virginia C. Andrews
love, is an unnatural attachment to another living thing. it's the root cause of most personal problems people have.
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