What did Mary Balogh mean by: Was memory always as much of a burden as it could sometimes be a blessing. - Mary Balogh Author Copy
+ I have read somewhere that we often spend a lifetime searching for what we already have. Feraz Zeid, January 3, 2024January 10, 2024, Mary Balogh, 0 - Mary Balogh Author
+ There is no happily-ever-after to run to. We have to work for happiness. Feraz Zeid, January 3, 2024January 10, 2024, Mary Balogh, Running, 0 - Mary Balogh Author
+ And she was terribly aware that she was alive. Not just living and breathing, but …alive. Feraz Zeid, January 3, 2024January 10, 2024, Mary Balogh, Alive, Breathe, 0 - Mary Balogh Author
+ The bad part is life continues. The good part is that the pain goes away. Feraz Zeid, January 3, 2024January 10, 2024, Mary Balogh, Pain, 0 - Mary Balogh Author
+ But if one had everything one could ever need or want, what was left to dream of? Feraz Zeid, January 3, 2024January 10, 2024, Mary Balogh, Dream, 0 - Mary Balogh Author
+ The worst thing about loneliness is that it brings one face to face with oneself. Feraz Zeid, January 3, 2024January 10, 2024, Mary Balogh, Faces, Loneliness, Lonely, 0 - Mary Balogh Author
+ Suddenly, and for the first time, he was at the center of his own life, living it and loving it. Feraz Zeid, January 3, 2024January 10, 2024, Mary Balogh, First Time, 0 - Mary Balogh Author
Once, I was a master at recycling leftovers. Now I cultivate the art of simmering memories. - Jean-Dominique Bauby Journalist · France
Art is essentially the affirmation, the blessing, and the deification of existence. Explain - Friedrich Nietzsche Philosopher · Germany
A healthful hunger for a great idea is the beauty and blessedness of life. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Only three things are necessary to make life happy: the blessing of God, books , and a friend. - Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Catholic priest and theologian · France
Thinking so hard on her soft eyes and memories of the signs that it’s over. It’s over. - Jeff Buckley Singer-songwriter
