Mary Balogh, A Secret Affair Quotes
I prefer to believe the opposite - that there is always an indestructible beauty at the heart of darkness.
Why did people assume that the beautiful among them needed nothing but their beauty to bring them happiness? That behind the beauty there was nothing but an empty shell, insensitive shell?
Suddenly, and for the first time, he was at the center of his own life, living it and loving it.
The ugliness at the heart of beauty. Is there always ugliness, do you suppose? Even when the object is very, very beautiful?
He had always felt that he lived on the edges of life, Constantine realized, watching everyone else living, sometimes helping them do it.
Always guarding one's real, precious self in a cocoon of tranquility within a thousand masks.Life itself had become a secret affair.