“Isn’t it odd how much fatter a book gets when you’ve read it several times?” Mo had said…”As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells…and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower…both strange and familiar.” ― Cornelia Funke
I’m proud of the woman I am today because I went through one hell of a time becoming her. – Author Unknown
This is one of the reasons I love writing romance. It’s so much fun to take a person who doesn’t expect to fall in love–and who actually feels like it’s the worst time in their lives for it–and then introduce them to someone they simply cannot resist.
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