Focus on yourself -- do what you want, when you want, without having to consider anyone else's agenda.
First loves were powerful and private,and they stayed with you for a very long time. A lifetime.(...) There would always be a small,intimate piece of your heart tucked away for the person you loved first.
I've always expressed my thoughts in color but we remain blind.
I definitely like clothes as much as the next girl, just not to the extent of people who work in the fashion industry.
I have a whole iPod full of exceptionally bad music, truly awful stuff including a disproportionate number of one hit wonders from the early '80s and lots of hair bands. I find it utterly impossible to love a song until I know every single word, so listening to live music or new bands is pretty much out.
a few bad apples is no reason not to visit the orchard.
Mom and Dad were great, but being asked where I was going every time I left the house - or where I'd been every time I returned - got old quickly.
Leigh did what any sane female faced with such an e-mail would do: deleted it to resist the temptation of replying, cleared her trash to resist the temptation of recalling it, and then called tech support to restore all her recently deleted e-mails. (Chasing Harry Winston)
Naturally, I mine my girlfriends lives for good anecdotes and stories - so many of their experiences find their way into my books.
He certainly seems like the perfect guy but none of that matters if he's not the perfect guy for you.
But I cheered myself up slightly with the rationalization that all new relationships - even the fictional ones - have obstacles to overcome in the beginning. I would not give up hope on this one. Not yet.
I'm not denying that he's a terrific guy, but I'm not sure he's terrific for me.
How could someone possibly be that beautiful? She wondered for the hundred thousandth time. What higher power orchestrated such a perfect union of genes? Who decided that one single solitary soul deserved skin like that? It was so fundamentally unfair.(Chasing Harry Winston)
As I raced out of the office, I could hear Emily rapid-fire dialing four-digit extensions and all but screaming, 'She's on her way-- tell everyone.' It took me only three seconds to wind through the hallways and pass through the fashion department, but I had already heard panicked cries of 'Emily said she's on her way in' and 'Miranda's coming!' and a particularly blood curdling cry of 'She's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!
Oh, don't be silly - EVERYONE wants this. Everyone wants to be *us*.
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