I now know that some people feel unhappiness the way others love: privately, intensely, and without recourse.

Human beings are the only animal that thinks they change who they are simply by moving to a different place. Birds migrate, but it’s not quite the same thing.

Housekeeping is like being caught in a revolving door.

—¡La madre que lo parió! —masculló, pero como estaba decidido a pillarlo por sorpresa, optó por imitar su tono alegre—. Ven, Tiburón, ven, cabroncete. Aquí, chico, ven, engendro del demonio...

Written By Nora Roberts

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