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21 " Change is the only compass, the star in the snow. –– Mont Pelier, Book 4, The Irish Phantom Series "
― Bibiana Krall
22 " In the end, all that matters is the dream. "
― Bibiana Krall , Mont Pelier (The Irish Phantom #4)
23 " Alors seulement que mon cœur expiration.Un torride rose en fleur, les courses de la lumière chatoyante. "
― Bibiana Krall , Carolina Spirit
24 " How I yearn for your gentle touch, that one true kiss in the twilight of the eternal. "
― Bibiana Krall , The Rage of Danu (The Irish Phantom #3)
25 " If love and passion is madness, then she was unhinged."- Abulon, Bibiana KrallWhere ancient geology, dreams & the power of attraction "
26 " If love and passion is madness, she was unhinged. "
― Bibiana Krall , Abulon
27 " If love and passion is madness, then she was unhinged. "
28 " Life certainly has its ups and downs, but the magical moments make it all worthwhile. "
― Bibiana Krall , The Getaway
29 " No one listened to her theories about snowmelt and global warming. Not any more. "
― Bibiana Krall , Camp Century
30 " Sometimes the things that don't seem like much, become the very ones that define us. "
31 " What kind of person grows to love a place this empty, and almost soulless? "
32 " Her style was incoming atomic and rarely was anyone ready for that much from her in the beginning. "
― Bibiana Krall , Leaving Pandora
33 " Parfois, les choses qui ne semblent pas grand-chose deviennent celles-là mêmes qui nous définissent. "
34 " She lived with a spirit of bonhomie, and a splash of danger..." - Grace, from Sculpture of the Dead "
― Bibiana Krall , Tangled Webs (The Haunted #2)
35 " Alice had midnight hair brushed into an oddly flattering Fifties flip––parted down the middle and haunting eyes that would terrorize a raven, finished with a black turtleneck. "
― Bibiana Krall , Alice
36 " Behind each and every fence picket, hope slumbered undercover like a narcissist butterfly seeking its glorious reflection in a daffodil bloom. "
― Bibiana Krall , Flor Y Fuego
37 " Choices can become tribulation, a powerful curse and in rare cases of mutation, the cure. "
― Bibiana Krall , The Hive (Aether #1)
38 " The stranded oysters are popping open in the warmth. Tucked in like narcoleptic babies in the pluff mud, they snooze their existence away. Exuding an intensely strong odor that only a southerner understands. "