Kathleen Tessaro

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If you can capture a woman's imagination, then you will have her. But imagination is a strange creature. It needs time and distance to function properly

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You see, the truth is no one ever really falls in love with anyone but themselves. Love is a mirror; a reflective surface projecting who we wish we were. What we've all waiting for is someone to come along who will show us something new about ourselves that we can adore. And then, because someone loves us, in turn, we love ourselves. Does that make sense?

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Please tell me it's going to rain today, Francois.''Ah!' he smiled. (This was obviously familiar territory.) 'I regret to inform you that the forecast calls for nothing but sunshine.''Relentless sunshine,' she corrected him

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She inhaled again. 'You made it rain,' she said softly, delighted. 'Everyone needs a respite from the sun