What did Jana Oliver mean by: Here I am with a seriously hunky guy and I’m covered in demon pee. Why does the universe hate me? - Jana Oliver Author Copy
+ Girl? He pressed. The name is Riley, she shot back. Learn it. Use it! Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jana Oliver, Girl, 0 - Jana Oliver Author
+ The demon cried, waving its furry arms above his head like a demented orangutan. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jana Oliver, Arms, Demon, 0 - Jana Oliver Author
+ reading is the soul’s salvation Feraz Zeid, June 12, 2023December 12, 2023, Jana Oliver, Reading, Salvation, Soul, 0 - Jana Oliver Author
+ That’s when she’d learned that male egos and fruit had a lot in common: Both bruised easily. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jana Oliver, Ego, Fruit, Males, 0 - Jana Oliver Author
+ Ya hafta be there for Beck. He only has you.” Riley sighed. “I’ll get the car. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jana Oliver, Car, 0 - Jana Oliver Author
+ A soul is forged in the fires of adversity, not comfort. Feraz Zeid, July 20, 2023December 12, 2023, Jana Oliver, Adversity, Fire, Soul, 0 - Jana Oliver Author
+ You can’t carry the world on yer shoulders, broad as they are. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jana Oliver, Broads, Shoulders, 0 - Jana Oliver Author
+ What was the point of a sacrifice if it wasn’t meant for the ones you loved? Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Jana Oliver, Sacrifice, 0 - Jana Oliver Author
Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me how to live. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
If you cannot learn to love real art, at least learn to hate sham art and reject it. - William Morris Designer · England
Hatred is so lasting and stubborn, that reconciliation on a sickbed certainly forebodes death. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Grief at the absence of a loved one is happiness compared to life with a person one hates. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I really believe there are some people who hate to contemplate the happiness of others. - Jean Plaidy Author · England
The heart that can no longer love passionately must with fury hate. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
I felt for my crime a just terror; I looked on my life with hate, and my passion with horror. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
Every human being is a mixture of light and darkness, trust and fear, love and hate. - Jean Vanier Philosopher and theologian
