Diana felt she was beginning to understand why, in all those novels she read, the headiest loves were the loves that couldn't be.

It's the craziest thing, but I can't stop thinking about you.

It seemed to her as though everything that was good and true had been blasted out of the world. All those things had been crushed destroyed made to disappear.

Well, if you weren't flirting with him"-his voice had now grown a little plaintive-"who was he, and what did you want with him anyway?" "If you are so determined to bore me, I may just have to go home." Astrid sighed carelessly, "What a shame, when I am wearing such a pretty dress.

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.

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

She had rarely been near Henry since then, and the sight of him now was like a concentrated dose.