Just kissing? How quickly you dismiss our love.

Staring at him the way she might stare at a beloved place she was not sure she would ever see again, trying to commit the details to memory, to paint them on the backs of her eyelids that she might see it when she shut her eyes to sleep.

He'll come back," Simon said again. "For you.

Henry," said Charlotte, who appeared to have recovered from her shock, "if you set yourself on fire deliberately, I will institute divorce proceedings. Now sit down and eat your supper. And say hello to our guest.

Inanimate objects are harmless indeed, Mr. Mortmain. But one cannot always say the same of the men who use them.

To lose an arm or a leg would be painful, but to lose the central truth of your life felt—fatal.

I'm pure at heart. It repels the dirt.