I've always believed in savoring the moments. In the end, they are the only things we'll have.

They will stop calling brides beautiful after today—you have simply set the standard too high,' he said.

Life was a short window and there was no sense in doing the wrong thing over and over even if it was so difficult to stop.

Already she could feel the stunning weight of a lifetime of regret for letting him go, and she knew that it was enought to bury her alive.

Living too much in one's head can be dangerous.

In New York there is always something to look at, but it is all infinitely more interesting through a window in the backseat of a limousine.

Though her emotions had not deviated from a jittery frailty she knew that in her own room she could at least attempt sleep and that if she dreamed she might then finally be with Henry.