Ellen could have killed me," Jack said quietly, "but she didn't. She saved my life." "How come?" Fitch demanded. "After all this?" Ellen turned scarlet and stared at the ground. "Maybe none of my opponents ever gave me flowers before," she mumbled.

I have to think it's possible to suffer a great wrong and walk away from it. To build a life of small, exquisitely important moments.

You didn't have to go to the fireworks with him. Or - or let him fondle you." "Fondle?" Raisa raised her eyebrows, "When did I mention fondling?

One more thing: Linda, can you get to Canterbury and take over my Chaucerian Society? They're at Dovecote Hostelry in the old city. We're visiting all the scenes of the great murders. Tomorrow they want to see where Becket was killed. They're a bloodthirsty lot, it seems.

You look like a boy who has eaten the fruit of the tree of knowledge and doesn't like the taste.

The time will come when you will be forced to make a choice,” Hanalea said. “When that time comes, choose love.

Did the destruction of one dream leave a vacuum that required filling with another? Is a broken heart more vulnerable?