He had only to touch me to turn my tears into sighs and my anger to desire. How accomodating love is; it forgives everything.
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For women, the best aphrodisiacs are words. The G-spot is in the ears. He who looks for it below there is wasting his time.
Isabel AllendeYou are the storyteller of your own life, and you can create your own legend, or not.
Isabel AllendeJust as Daniel Balalcazar said, it makes no sense to suffer in advance a misfortune that may never occur.
Isabel AllendeAnd I am not one of those women who trips twice over the same stone.
Isabel AllendeBarrabas came to us by the sea.
Isabel AllendeI felt an unrelenting restlessness. It was the first time I had ever experienced jealousy, and that emotion clung to my skin day and night like a dark stain, a contamination I could not shed; it became so unbearable that when finally I rid myself of it, I was freed forever of the desire to possess another person or the temptation ever to belong to anyone.
Isabel AllendeI write, she wrote, that memory is fragile and the space of a single life is brief, passing so quickly that we never get a chance to see the relationship between events; we cannot gauge the consequences of our acts, and we believe in the fiction of past, present, and future, but it may also be true that everything happens simultaneously . . . And now I seek my hatred and cannot seem to find it. I feel its flame going out as I come to understand [its] existence . . . It would be difficult for me to avenge all those who should be avenged, because my revenge would be just another part of the same inexorable rite. I have to break that terrible chain. I want to think that my task is life and that my mission is not to prolong hatred but simply fill these pages . . .
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Isabel Allende...memory is fragile and the space of a single life is brief, passing so quickly that we never get a chance to see the relationship between events; we cannot gauge the consequences of our acts, and we believe in the fiction of past, present, and future, but it may also be true that everything happens simultaneously.
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