I would prefer not to throw myself on a funeral pyre. Please come back to me.

If you throw me out of this house, I shall sleep on the path outside. If you return to the Continent without me, I shall follow you. I will build a willow hut at your gate; I will sleep under your window; I will be waiting for you at your own front door.

I never did learn how to live in the moment, but I did learn that moments could be wasted and the world would continue to spin on its axis.

I woke up this morning,” Gabriel said, “thinking of nothing more than rolling over and pulling you into my arms and kissing you again. Kissing: only kissing. As if I were a green boy of fourteen. In case you don’t realize it, Kate, kissing is not a man’s usual inclination in the morning.

Chess is the most intimate game in the world. It's like making love. By the time we finish our first slow game, I will know all his thoughts.

Oh, I have felt lust. And I've indulged lust. But no other woman has turned me into another person.

I have come to the conclusion that silence and time are the most precious commodities.