I can't imagine what my life was before. I can't imagine ever being without you for very long again.

Things only looked wrong when there was someone to see you.

Interesting" people were her favorite hobby. She collected them: the type who did gay things late at night and smoked cigarettes in mixed company, those would have most scandalized her own mother.

She was full of some strange energy that morning. Her every movement had purpose and life and she seemed to find satisfaction in every little thing.

A man is made in the rough-and-tumble of the world a lady emerges from the flossy back rooms of her own imagination.

Henry was thinking of the younger Holland sister of the way she could go from being an impetuous girl to a knowing woman in a few seconds and never lose the stars in her eyes.

She should have know that villains often come with pretty faces.