“Mind you, sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the archangel comes, they throw the cigarettes away: that’s when you get shooting stars.” —Vladimir Nabokov
She is a beautiful girl, if you look in to her eyes you feel as if you know her so well and love her as your own kid. Her eyes seem as if looking right at you. I look at this picture and can't help but want to be her best friend and her loving mom. I