35 Quotes by R.J. Lawrence

It's bad luck not to believe in luck.

She sat at the little table, her expression like that of a child digesting failed plans.

The boy raised the can to his nose and smelled, his lips wrinkling back as if he'd caught the business end of a skunk.

They loved deeply in those early years, as it is common for young lovers to do.

Within her simple, terrified mind, swift calculations of distance and speed were at work, and her face advertised the disappointing results.

They rolled up the path, tree branches raking the windshield like angry wardens.

They waited and watched, while the clocks seemed to resist time.

He kissed her somber lips and said goodbye, and then he shut the door in her beautiful face against whatever sanity still nested in his mind.