Geneva Association
The Geneva Association is the leading international insurance
In law and economics, insurance is a form of risk management primarily used to hedge against the risk of a contingent, uncertain loss. Insurance is defined as the equitable transfer of the risk of a loss, from one entity to another, in exchange for payment. An insurer is a company selling the...

 “think tank” for strategically important insurance and risk management issues.

The Geneva Association identifies fundamental trends and strategic issues where insurance plays a substantial role or which influence the insurance sector. Through the development of research programmes, regular publications and the organisation of international meetings, The Geneva Association serves as a catalyst for progress in the understanding of risk and insurance matters and acts as an information creator and disseminator.

Once upon a time there was a pair of pants. They were an essential kind of pants - jeans, naturally, blue but not that stiff, new blue you see so often on the first day of school.

We started being "we" before we were born.

I'm sorry you asked me out, she told him silently. Otherwise maybe I could have liked you.

You would hate this place. Wholesome, all-American people doing sports all day. High fives are common. I even witnessed a group hug. Sports cliches all day long.

I hope these Pants bring you... Courage? No, you have too much of that. Energy? No, you have way too much of that. Not love. You get and give loads as it is. Okay, how 'bout this? I hope they bring you good sense.

And someplace under that, she was sad that people like Bee and Kostos, who had lost everything, were still open to love, and she, who'd lost nothing, was not.

She would just stay here holding Bailey's hand for all time, so Bailey wouldn't be afraid there wasn't enough of it.

Bridget looked down at the Pants, grateful to have them. They meant support and they meant love, just as they'd all vowed at the beginning of the summer. But with Lena right her, right next to her, she almost didn't need them.

Still, the Pants promised us there was time. Nothing would be lost. There was all year if we needed it. We had all the way until next summer, when we would take out the Traveling Pants and, together or apart, begin again. Category:Children's books