What did Julie Anne Peters mean by: I close my eyes and black out the day. The exhaustion of living through it, surviving. - Julie Anne Peters Author · USA Copy
+ No one else knows I’m alive, which means they won’t notice when I’m gone. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, Julie Anne Peters, Alive, 0 - Julie Anne Peters Author · USA
+ What did she see in me? What does she see that I don’t? Feraz Zeid, August 29, 2023December 24, 2023, Julie Anne Peters, 0 - Julie Anne Peters Author · USA
+ It was all about hate. There should be laws. We’re there laws? Can you legislate against hatred? Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, Julie Anne Peters, Hate, Hatred, Law, 0 - Julie Anne Peters Author · USA
+ You can’t trust machines. You can’t trust people. Feraz Zeid, August 3, 2023December 12, 2023, Julie Anne Peters, Machines, 0 - Julie Anne Peters Author · USA
+ What I know is you can’t go back. You can’t press delete and re-key your life. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, Julie Anne Peters, Keys, Presses, 0 - Julie Anne Peters Author · USA
+ What you see, isn’t always what you get Feraz Zeid, September 12, 2023December 24, 2023, Julie Anne Peters, God, 0 - Julie Anne Peters Author · USA
+ There’s always a way out. All you have to do is take it. Feraz Zeid, August 5, 2023December 12, 2023, Julie Anne Peters, 0 - Julie Anne Peters Author · USA
+ Never question the sanity of a woman who can render you defenseless with a look. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, Julie Anne Peters, Sanity, 0 - Julie Anne Peters Author · USA
I had tears coming out of my eyes. And it was the characters that got me there. - Jean M. Auel Author
Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
People think that everyone wears black in France; in fact they all wear grey. - Jean Paul Gaultier Fashion designer · France
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France