A father's suspicion...' she began. Is as powerful as a mother's intuition.' ~pg 87, Ruana Singh and Jack Salmon

How to Commit the Perfect Murder" was an old game in heaven. I always chose the icicle: the weapon melts away.

You save yourself or you remain unsaved.

I stared at her black hair. It was shiny like the promises in magazines.

Sometimes the dreams that come true are the dreams you never even knew you had.

Your first kiss is destiny knocking.

You could not be filled with hate and be beautiful. Like any other girl, I wanted to be beautiful. But I was filled with hate.

I like gardening - it's a place where I find myself when I need to lose myself.

I would like to tell you that I am, and you will one day be, forever safe.

She liked to imagine that when she passed the world looked after her, but she also knew how anonymous she was.

Heaven is comfort, but it's still not living.

I'm an adventurer, looking for treasure

A spell perhaps?” The prince wrinkled his face as though it physically hurt him to think and ask questions.

You are a creative expression of the universe. You are worthy.

The nearest I have ever seen to the great Willie Pep

Englishmen are said to love their laws; - that is the reason, I suppose, they give us so many of them, and in different editions.

I just try to put as much logic into what I'm doing as possible and try to have fun with it.

What ever beauty may be it has for its basis order and for its essence unity Beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes clean to the bone.

Sometimes its difficult to accept, to recognise ones own mistakes, but one must do it. I was guilty of overconfidence and arrogance, and I was punished for that.

I distrust a charity that costs nothing and does not hurt.

I have lost 18 kg. Now if I lose anymore weight, I will vanish.