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Are we, like, having a conversation? Did you just, like, ask me for advice and listen with an open mind? If so, then yes, I would call this a conversation
Karen Marie Moning
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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Oh, please, I rolled my eyes, You're a leftie, Barrons. Touche, Ms. Lane, he murmured.
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Lose the pessimism, Ms. Lane. It's a self-fulfilling prophecy.
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Lies are horny little buggers, they breed like rabbits and bound around just as insanely and then you have to try to keep track of them.
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You can’t look at someone with your eyes and take their measure. You have to look with the heart.
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I miss her. I don't know how to live without her. There is a hole inside me that nothing fills. If you don't find something to fill that hole, someone else will. And if someone else fills it, they own you. Forever. You'll never get yourself back.
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I've tried to move [the sidhe-seers] during times of peace and quiet and had the luck of a broken mirror nailed beneath an upside-down horseshoe with a ladder nearby that a black cat just walked under.
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Words are easy lies as simple as parting your lips and breathing.
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How will we get back up? I worried. I have a different route in mind for our return trip. Does it involve stairs? I asked hopefully. No. Of course not. How silly of me. And for our return adventure we will be scaling the side of Mount Everest, hiking boots to be provided by our trusty sponsor, Barrons Books and Baubles.
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Like a horse, honey, somebody's gonna break you.' 'Never. Going. To. Happen.
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Hours later, Adam propped himself up on an elbow and stared down at Gabrielle, pondering what made beauty. He thought he was beginning to understand. It wasn't symmetry of features it wasn't perfection. It was uniqueness. That which one person had that no other possessed. That which was only their own.
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He had a come-and-get-me-baby-I'm-pure-trouble-and-you're-gonna-love-it kind of attitude.
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And then what? Said, 'Oh, I'm so sorry, Ms. Lane, I didn't mean to wrinkle your lovely blouse. May I press that for you?' Or perhaps you gouged it with one of your pretty pink nails? I was really beginning to wonder what his hang-up with pink was, but I didn't resent the sarcasm in his voice.
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Time heals. No, it doesn't. At best, time is the great leveler, sweeping us all into coffins. We find ways to distract ourselves from the pain. Time is neither scalpel nor bandage. It is indifferent. Scar tissue is not a good thing. It is merely the wound's other face.
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The other day upon the stair, I saw a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today how I wish he'd go away! ~Gabrielle O'Callaghan towards Adam Black
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Even I don't know what you're doing, and I know everything.
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Goor or evil, right or wrong, he mattered to me.
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Love knows no right or wrong. Love is. Only is.
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It's often only in the lies we refuse to speak that any truth can be heard at all.
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Life is not black and white. The closes we ever get to either of those colors is wearing them.
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Gah, some chicks should be shot. Put out of everyone else's reproduction pool.
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