Pity goes hand in hand with contempt. Don't ever forget that, Liberty. You can't take handouts or help from anyone, because that gives people the right to look down on you.

Fate is the malevolent little jester sitting up in the heavens and pondering over how ridiculous we humans are and he does his best to make fools out of all of us. And sooner or later he succeeds.

... I discovered life sometimes has a way of giving you what you need, but not in the form you expect.

I think in a moment of weakness, you might surprise yourself.

A well-read woman is a dangerous creature.

I want to fill every part of you, breathe the air from your lungs and leave my handprints on your soul. I want to give you more pleasure than you can bear.

You are your own worst enemy. If you can learn to stop expecting impossible perfection, in yourself and others, you may find the happiness that has always eluded you.

He was my confidant, the person who was always on my side even when he wasn't taking my side.

Most men don't seem to get that telling a pissed-off woman to calm down is like throwing gunpowder on a fire.” ~ Liberty Jones

A couple of times in your life, it happens like that. You meet a stranger, and all you know is that you need to know everything about him.

I've always thought it was about finding the right person. But it's about choosing the right person, isn't it?

Shelving books incorrectly is as good as stealing them. It's almost worse.

No more things should be presumed to exist than are absolutely necessary

Romance without finance is no good.

The Communist vision is the vision of man without God.

Most bloggers who rise above the clutter are quite often prolific -they work hard, not just writing content but networking, engaging in Social Media and more.

Peace comes not by establishing a calm outward setting so much as by inwardly surrendering to whatever the setting.

The reality of the building does not consist in the roof and walls, but in the space within to be lived in.

A man that will go along with six killings is making his escape a little slow.

...the ten thousand things belong to one storehouse and life and death share the same body.

What we love, we protect. This story will delight children and parents alike, who care for what they love.