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“I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it had been coaxed out by a whispered promise.”

Book:Ghost Flower

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Ghost Flower

In this suspenseful tale, a mysterious flower becomes the focal point of a haunting investigation. more

Author

Michele Jaffe

Michele Jaffe, born on March 20, 1970, is a talented writer whose works span various genres, including novels, essays, and poetry. She is known for her unique narrative style and profound insights into human nature. more

“Janus found himself drawn to the edge of the rink, staring fixedly at Candace as she approached: grinning, puffing steam, her cheeks flushed, her brown hair peeking out from under a knitted cap, her hazel eyes sparkling green and gold in the bright winter sun. She wore a wool riding coat, brilliant red trimmed with black, which stood out amid the ice like a ruby on white gold. Janus thought she had never looked more beautiful than she did in that moment, with all her cares and duties laid aside for the pure joy of living. Janus wanted to freeze the moment in his memory and carry it forever: This is what happiness looks like. I never knew.”

Happiness Romance Longing

Book:A Lightbringer Carol

Source: A Lightbringer Carol

“Freedom is realizing you have a choice.”

Quotes Freedom Realization Choice Options

Book:From Within I Rise: Spiritual Triumph over Death and Conscious Encounters With the Divine Presence

Source: From Within I Rise: Spiritual Triumph over Death and Conscious Encounters With the Divine Presence

“What did I know of loving anything, beyond a longing, beyond being biased in one woman's direction.”

Love Longing

Author:Ta-Nehisi Coates

“The last clear thought I have is of my grandmother’s rust-colored wall clock ticking away in the darkness of my apartment—my sanctuary where I dreamed and desired and hoped for goodness and love. I wonder how long that clock will tick without anyone around to hear it. I wonder if maybe I should have taken my grandmother’s silverware or jewelry instead. I wonder – if I knew then what I know now – if I still would have approached Jade that first night and invited her into my life, only to watch as she took it from me and fed it to some Godless thing, as my mother had called it. Would I still have given myself over to her, knowing it would end the same way, with the barbaric flicker of hope that this time she could love me?”