That was how the heroine of a book would play it and Diana was still writing her own story the best heroines she'd always believed took their fate into their own hands.

We see our sins reflected everywhere: in the pallor of our intimates’ faces, in the scratching of tree branches against windows, in the strange movements of everyday objects. These may be messages from God or tricks of the eye, but in neither case are we permitted to ignore them.

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

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.

Even when a girl is married she still never completely leaves her mother and father's home.

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.

Always stay sharp on railways and cruise ships for transit has a way of making everything clear.