Truly God was good, to make man so blind. - Colleen McCullough

Perfection in anything is unbearably dull. Myself, I prefer a touch of imperfection.

orgy of sampling Europe’s charms, she never went back, and that was strange. In his experience people always

The shock of having to pull herself up in the midst of a spontaneous reaction — I must remember to tell Dane about this, he’ll get such a kick out of it — that was what hurt the most. And because it kept on occurring so often, it prolonged the grief.