Lily sank with a sigh into one of the shabby leather chairs. "How delicious to have a place like this all to one's self! What a miserable thing it is to be a woman." She leaned back in a luxury of discontent.

Do anything, but let it produce joy. Do anything, but let it yield ecstasy.

I hate it when people repeat the last thing that’s been said to them because they’re too afraid to ask what the other person meant by it. “You want to remember this moment,” I said finally, because when it comes right down to it, I’m a coward.

Do not stop your life for one person ... 
Walk with those people who stay for you in your life...

Written By Sikhia

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