Gustave Flaubert
Related She had words in her heart which she released thru her fingertips. EVELI ACOSTA RUTH REICHL ANN PATCHETT BETTY SMITH DAVID BERGEN SHERWOOD ANDERSON He was supposed to be the first man to tell her that she was beautiful and help her determine who sh... ANAIS TORRES LEO TOLSTOY MERVYN PEAKE MARKUS ZUSAK I'm very proud of my love for Whitney Houston. She really changed my life. She made my life a be... NARADA MICHAEL WALDEN PHILIP PULLMAN KEN FOLLETT LEO TOLSTOY CARSON MCCULLERS AYN RAND HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN She was nine when she came in, and we had her several months. Her home life was not the best. She wa... BRENDA WEBB LAUREN CONRAD CHIEF JOSEPH L.M. MONTGOMERY MARISSA MEYER She had a very difficult life. Her mother gave her away when she was little, and the man who took he... BERNARDO BATIZ MELINA MARCHETTA LATIKA TEOTIA Yet it seemed to Bega that if she could continue to read, which had come so easily to her... then th... MELVYNN BRAGG STIEG LARSSON She’d been feeling pleased with a couple of moves, had thought she was gaining the upper hand. But... EMILY ARDEN I'm so proud of you," she said, and she supposed she was, or she would have been if her sister hadn'... MARGARET WILKERSON SEXTON ROSS CALIGIURI EMILY MAGUIRE He is so beautiful," she thought, aching from the sadness that she saw in his eyes. In the late-afte... SHIRA ANTHONY DANIELLE STEEL The feeling that she had never really lived in this world caught her by surprise. It was a fact. She... HAN KANG CHRISTINE FEEHAN MICHAEL ONDAATJE EVELYN WAUGH She came here to change her life, to get her daughter back -- that was what was real and pure in her... ANDREW LLOYD She looked like she had been beaten up, bruised. She had bruises all over her face, her tongue had b... BERNADETTE MCELROY For a long time that had seemed to her to be the key to life: Life--real life--was just a solitude w... KEVIN BROCKMEIER STIEG LARSSON PAULO COELHO C. JOYBELL C. IAN MCEWAN She had been beaten unconscious. She was covered in blood. She had this cord wrapped around her neck... GRAHAM THORPE ALICE MUNRO CASSANDRA CLARE KURT VONNEGUT MARY BALOGH CHIEF JOSEPH BETTY SMITH (She) tells him that she loves him, tells him that she wants to be with him again sexually, so she d... BARBARA MATTHEWS PAULO COELHO CASSANDRA CLARE ELIZABETH WEIN I remember quite distinctly her coming to me quite agitated, emotionally distressed, and at that poi... JOHN ROTHER THOMAS HARDY THOMAS HARDY She plays with her emotions on her sleeve, she's going to yell every once in a while. But her being ... MARQUETTE BURGESS CASSANDRA CLARE METTE IVIE HARRISON JUDITH MCNAUGHT VIRGINIA WOOLF CASSANDRA CLARE No matter what, the day didn't feel like Christmas to her.KAYLA KRANTZ MATTHEW LEWIS FRANCES HODGSON BURNETT When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdnes... DEAN JACKSON ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING KAGE BAKER PAT CONROY STEWART O'NAN PAULO COELHO Her eyes stung from crying for so long and having some tears dry on them. Her body was weak from the... ROXANNA ALIBA KAZIBWE CASSANDRA CLARE HOLLY BLACK JOHN GREEN STACIA KANE ORHAN PAMUK KEN FOLLETT KURT VONNEGUT ELLA WHEELER WILCOX GUSTAVE FLAUBERT But she loved her dad; she was a daddy's girl. She said her father had changed the life insurance an... MALINDA GONZALES WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE I called out to her and said to bring Jasmine back and I would hold onto her, ... She said her daugh... MARCELLA ANDERSON SARA SHERIDAN AYN RAND She really said no to nothing. I think Tom Robbins named her. She officially changed her name to Aur... DANA RUST She had been dying so long that I had almost come to regard her as immortal. THOMAS NELSON PAGE ALLEGRA GOODMAN JEFFREY EUGENIDES We miss her. She had a happy life ... she was at a point in her life where she was comfortable with ... AMY URIELL His hands tightened on her shoulders as the truth washed over him. My God, she really had told him y... CAROLYN JEWEL She had that goal since her freshman year and she finally did it. BOBBY BATES It's definitely gratifying to her. She had come within a stroke or two the past two years and wanted... TIM LAWSON ANAïS NIN MICHAEL GRANT This was all her own idea. She woke up Saturday morning and she had had lemonade stands before. ... ... CHRISTINE KING VICTOR HUGO
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Beautiful.
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Mine eyes
Were not in fault, for she was beautiful;
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