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I’ve learned that when people are hurting, they need a comforter, not a commentator.
I can see the caravanserai, like a mirage in the distance. The heat hums. I thought I saw water. What would you have on these trade winds for your comfort?
Oh, what am I going to do with this life I have been given." I said to myself as I sat and thought about life, and how screwed up mine really was. I was brought back into reality by Colin’s answer.
You see certain people and get the intuition that they are related to you in a way unspecified, important to you for the reasons unidentified. You bet I had received my turn of hunch!
To find my true identity, look for the simplicity freely suspended somewhere in the complex solution of evil and good. No matter what forms the solvent, what forms the solute.
The existence of everything around me was overturned by her solid presence. I couldn't see a thing other than my girl---magnetizing me with her absolute, authoritative pull!
my throat is starting to choke because i can still smell his scent that is lingering on my pillow from the last time he was here, with every breath i take.
Jax, I don't know if I can do this, " I murmured."Do what?" he asked.I though for a moment as he watched me in silence. "Survive you, " I whispered in answer."Maybe you won't have to...
She was covered in sweat, and her body odor filled my nostrils. But her smell wasn't repulsive, believe me! It was rather alluring. It was tempting, a little foul, sour, yet arousing.
She was supposed to be my salvation, and though she wouldn’t be my ruin, the loss was going to thrust my life right back to what started my downward spiral in the first place.
It's the kind of storm that only happens on the highveld, the thunder loud and rapid. Zanele doesn't speak. I need her to. Maybe she is counting the people who have died since we first met.
What was it about my obsession with romance that always made me feel embarrassed? Like it was a silly, girlish thing to obsess about. In reality, it was what we all wanted, right?
I see the same sky above me, the same stars and moon, but nothing will ever be the same for me, because I love you.” Whoever said love was grand evidently had never been in love.