People want to ignore what they can't understand. They're looking for logic at any cost.

The sisters were glad to be together. They had the easy sort of relationship where they didn't have to speak to be understood.

...and so many orchards circled the village that on some crisp October afternoons the whole wold smelled like pie.

It doesn't matter what people tell you. It doesn't matter what they might say. Sometimes you have to leave home. Sometimes, running away means you're headed in the exact right direction.

Love is worth the sum of itself, and nothing more.

Jill and I have known each other our whole lives. One house separates our houses but we act as if it doesn't exist. We met before we were born and we'll probably still know each other after we die. At least, that's the way we're planning it.

In a world of sorrow, love was an act of will. All you needed were the right ingredients.