Cristiane Serruya Quotes

Maybe you're starting to move on, my love. But to fully do it, you have to let the guilt go. Gabriel will always be an important part of your life. I don't even want to imagine how difficult it is to move on, but a new love always helps. I can bet you will find it in MacCraig's arms. He may be domineering and commanding, but everyone has flaws.

Widowed were not those alive, but those who were dead.

As they walked away, hand in hand, they vowed to be together forever, not knowing that forever always ended.

He towered over her, as intense and savage as only he could be, making her feel small and delicate in comparison, surrounded by his utter maleness. She felt trapped and she wanted to stay in his cage forever.

Don't cry. She wouldn't like it. When I missed my father, I used to cry. Mama taught me when I cry, he is sad and will cry, too. I don't want my daddy sad. I'm sure you don't want your daughter sad, too.

No matter how hard she tried to maintain her calm and collected persona, she knew it was all a ruse. All she wanted to do was curl up in a ball and hide. Hide from the world. Hide from her memories. Enter a shell and never leave. But hers would always be a broken shell, with all her cracks and holes exposed for the world to see. The veneer she had carefully painted to protect and hold herself together was peeling away.

It was all about money. Dirty, bloody money. It can come and go so easily. They don't see that life is what's important. Love, friendship, trust, respect, a daily routine, someone to grow old with, siblings to cherish, family, a home; things people don't give a damn about until they lose them, things money can't bring back.

The man is the alien.
And the stranger.
And the lonely.
Confused, lost in himself, he no longer knows who or what he is, why or where he is.

You know what I've learned? Most people are like a leaf, letting themselves drift and turn in the air. Eventually, they fall to the ground. But, others - very few others - are like stars. They have light within themselves to be their own guide. Sometimes, we look at the sky and don't see the stars, because there is too much light bedimming them. To find the stars again, we have to go to a dark place.

With those words, she felt as though Tavish had uncovered some secret part of her - looked into her soul. It was what she felt when she was happy, but she had never thought of herself as a flower but more as a bird to whom the world was giving a chance to stretch out her wings and feel the wind caress her feathers. Then have me. Now. Here.

Marriage never stopped anyone from betraying.

Good things come ... " Her head fell back, giving him total access to her throat "to those who wait.' Patience is a virtue, Alistair.

Never again mistrust me. Don't turn your anger unfairly towards me. Trust isn't something I bestow easily. It's something precious. You have it or you don't. Like faith, like love. It's blind. It has to be. If I trust, if I love, I'll always believe you; no matter the circumstances.

We had everything: love, attention, the best money could buy, but we were taught that we had to first give to then receive.

Passion is a sickness. It confounds and makes you do things just to please the other person. Quite different from love. In love you find delight despite the person's flaws.

Freedom ends when it enslaves.

A mirror does not exist by itself. A mirror is a half. Half is done by the piece. The other half has to be done by the beholder. You need to be the half to see what you're looking for, so the mirror can exist. As you should do with other persons.

You're like the fresh air from an orchard in spring, he shook his head, his long bangs falling over his right eye, I am darkness.

There is no real light but just small sparks of happiness we should photograph to contain. But if we stop to photograph, we can't enjoy them, the flash overexposes them and they disappear.

The past cannot be changed, but the future is yours. Don't waste it trying to change the unchangeable.

Sophia is worth a change. I have to make the right choices from now on.

We have an obligation to feel guilty." The words came out of her lips as if she were reciting an elegy. "Guilty. Because we kill the ones we love.

But if one stops believing in dreams, life loses its meaning, loses its colors.

As a rule, people tend to forget the most important things in life when money, power and lust are involved.

Sophia, you're the best thing that could have happened to Alistair. I've never seen him happier than he is now.

This is the Modern Man, who cannot save himself but wants to save the world.
He is the Wise who knows not.
And his footsteps on the road click tic-tac, tic-tac

We humans are such complicated and confused beings that we call the animals beasts.

If all of us in the world just shared love, just a little, charity foundations wouldn't be needed.

I love your eyes, did you know that? I have never seen eyes as green as yours. They put the leaves of the Amazon Forest to shame. And your unbelievably long and dark lashes make them even more startling.

Love is not about oneself, but about the other. It's not about keeping, but about freeing. Love is not love if not shared.

War is strange. In the beginning it is about people; in the end it is about power. Power couldn't care less how many die.

That's what life is all about. The obvious. The minute we start layering it with shades of grey, we start getting caught in quicksand.

He kissed her lustfully.
Mindlessly.
Senselessly.

I believe in witches, Sophia," his deep voice hypnotized her.
"I hope you don't burn me at the stake," she murmured to him.
"I don't burn witches. I set them on fire," Alistair whispered so low Sophia thought she had heard wrong.

Fabulous. Toleration is the key word. It's a pity few people understand this.

Maybe the problem is that a woman doesn't need to be conquered, Your Majesty. Maybe she needs to be won.

I don't need to be liked because I'm rich. There's more to me than just my bloodied damn money.

If you give me but another chance, I'll fight all my inner demons and rebuild my life with you. I'm never going to hurt you again, mo chridhe. I swear it.