She realized all at once the deeper thing that bothered her, the thing that made him not just irritating but intolerable: how he kept loving her blindly when she deserved it so little.

You surround yourself with your pain or you avoid it and let it find you when you are trying to do other things

Bridget's anger evaporated and the sadness came back. The anger was easier. She owned and contolled it, whereas the sadness owned her.

The dreams weren’t as pleasing when they had no chance of coming true

some people fall in love over and over again while some people can only do it once.

But certain souls cohere. It's rare but possible. But it takes two powerful wills to make it so.

I was supposed to write a romantic comedy, but my characters broke up.