So you are dying for love, then," Will said finally, his voice sounding constricted to his own ears. 'Dying a little faster for love. And there are worse things to die for.

She had never asked herself whether it cost him any effort. Any effort to stand between Will and the world, protecting each one of them from the other.

Do reasons matter when there's nothing that can be done to change things.

And maybe you should stop pitying yourself,” he said. “Most people are lucky to have even one great love in their life. You have found two.

For that was love, wasnt it--to burn bright in someone else's eyes?

well that's convenient, i guess blessings are easier to come by than i thought. maybe i should ask for blessings on my mission against all those who wear white after labor day

Did you ever think that in a past life Alec was an old woman with ninety cats who was always yelling at the neighborhood kids to get off her lawn? Because I do.