“ When you lose yourself in a book the hours grow wings and fly. ”
Between the lines of every book the writer reveals their own secrets.
~ Chloe Thurlow
Time neither flies nor sleeps. It is flexible, plastic, ever changing. Spend two hours watching a movie curled up with your lover and time ceases to exist. Spend two hours waiting for your lover to come and time is the iron bars of a prison
Beautiful girls are not a decoration, arm candy, an object. They are, whether they know it or not, the very essence of our humanity.
Beautiful girls – the true beauties – are rarely vain, arrogant, poseurs. It is the girl who makes disproportionate efforts with makeup, clothes, heels and hair who suffers these conceits. They are girls who have made themselves appear beautiful without ever reaching the exalted status of being beautiful girls.
