Quotes from Elizabeth Lowell

It was an endless, consuming nightmare that she escaped only in madness. And then the escape was not complete. Part of her knew, always.

turning as it looked for prey. Though the bird's shadow whipped over her face

intriguing sensual pleasure.

on the tiny counter. "Playing? If that's what you

A hundred dollars a day.

the plateau? she silently demanded of Ty. Why did you turn her loose? She could lead

In a whole world of strangers, she´s the only one alive who shares the first half of my life, of my memories, of myself. There are times I want to strangle her, a lot more time I want to scream at her to grow up, but I love her anyway.

Love is itself an expression of strength.

Love is the light that casts no shadow.

As subtle and universally pervasive as gravity, love touches everything, and enhances everything it touches.

Poignant, earthy, intensely human, Letters From A Stranger is a love story that is as unusual and courageous as its characters.