Nora Roberts, Born In Fire Quotes
The tune was sad, as the best of Ireland was, melancholy and lovely as a lover's tears.
He wanted to be a poet, ' someone else put in while Maggie hugged Tim and patted his back. 'Said he'd only lacked the words to be one.
Niall: We're tossed by the winds of fate. Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves that we will.
A marriage is a delicate thing, Maggie, a balance of two hearts and two hopes. Sometimes the weight's just too heavy on the one side, and the other can't lift to it.