Words, for all they were flimsy and invisible, had great strength. They could be fortified as a castle wall and sharp as a foil. They could bite, slap, shock, wound. But unlike deeds, words couldn't really help you. No promise ever rescued a person; it was the carrying-through of it that brought about salvation.

Your hand fits mine like the last piece of a jigsaw puzzle

Everyone has a story; everyone hides his past as a means of self-preservation. Some just do it better, and more thoroughly, than others.

That's the strange thing about being a mother: until you have a baby, you don't even realize how much you were missing one

It is the things you cannot see coming that are strong enough to kill you.

Nowadays, I dont have expectations, and this way she beats them all.

And he made love to her, offering his body in both tenderness and anger, unsure which was the best way to pass her bits of his soul so that she could patch her own with it