It would have hurt no matter who took you the first time.

We are not of what we feel or believe to do, we are of what we do or fail to do.

Some people feel love in their hearts, Julie. Some of us feel it all way into our souls. We're the ones who can't forget.

she kissed him with all the aching longing that being this close to him evoked; she kissed him in all the ways he had ever kissed her, feeling faint with joy when he began to kiss her back, his mouth moving with fierce tenderness, then opening with fiery demand over hers, until their breaths were mingled gasps, and they were straining to one another.

Why is it when you yield, I feel like the one who has been conquered?

I've hurt you terribly my love, and I'll hunt you again during the next fifty years. And you are going to hurt me, Ian-never I hope as much as you are hurting me now. But if that's the way it has to be, then I'll endure it, because the only alternative is to live without you, and that is no life at all. And the difference is that I know it, and you don't... not yet.

He will love only once - but it will be for always.