She stared at herself in the thousand pieces of the mirror.† In the candlelight her skin was the unreal color of wax statues.† Miguel began to caress her and she saw her face transformed in the kaleidoscope of the mirror, and she finally believed that she was the most beautiful woman in the universe because she was able to see herself with Miguelís eyes.
I spent it sitting next to Rosaís tomb, speaking with her, accompanying her on the first part of her journey to the Hereafter, which is when itís hardest to detach yourself from earth and you need the love of those who have remained behind, so you can leave with at least the consolation of having planted something in someone elseís heart
Sometimes I lose faith in human nature for a time; I am assailed by doubt.††But always the Lord restores my faith and reveals to me His bounteous love for His creatures
what is stronger/than the human heart/which shatters over and over/and still lives
I will not have you walk in and out of me like an open doorway when I have too many miracles happening inside me to be your convenient option
Donít hate evil more than you love good.
She was a beautiful dreamer.† The kind of girl, who kept her head in the clouds, loved above the starts and left regret beneath the earth she walked on.
she just needed someone. It didnít matter who it was. Just someone to remind her of what it was like to live in a moment, and feel something before she walked away
I didnít need another fling. God knows Iíve had too many of those, too many good things which have ended badly and too many people who I thought meant more. All I want is someone whoíll give back all the love Iíve given. Thatís all I want because I know thatís what I deserve.
then, she began to breathe, and live, and every moment took her to a place where goodbyes were hard to come by. She was in love, but not in love with someone or something, she was in love with her life. And for the first time, in a long time, everything was inspiring.