Therese Trinko:
If we have no peace it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.
Therese Trinko:
You’ll have won a great battle if you lose the fear of letting yourself be known.
Therese Trinko:
“Seventy-six years old,” she whispers, “and I can still feel like this? Like a little girl with stars in my eyes?”
Therese Trinko:
"And now, Harry, let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure"
Therese Trinko:
In friends and fortune
Therese Trinko:
Endless Treasure of Beauty
Therese Trinko:
"Are you glad to be twenty-eight, you who think that every year completed is a gain?"
Therese Trinko:
Nothing but the joy