The books weren't exactly Linnet's general reading fare, but a desperate woman will read anything.

Here, drink your liqueur," Henry said, tossing back her drink. "I carry it with me everywhere because it's the only kind of drink that Leo doesn't like, so there's a chance I'll still have some tomorrow.

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

I don't want to have to earn love by giving up my ability to make decisions that determine how I live.

You don't know how easy death is. It's - it's like a door. A person simply walks through it, and she's lost to you forever.

God Almighty, your ruined, and you didn't even eat the gingerbread.

Yes, it's quite amazing how I continue to shock my mother even after all these years together