Hate is all that keeps us alive when love is gone. You’re almost there. Not quite ready to let it go yet.

Okay, you drive," she said. "I'll sit with m head hanging out of the window like a golden retriever.

No exclusive,” I said aloud, watching Al for his opinion and seeing him shake his head and hold his hands out in a “bigger” gesture. He didn’t even know how large the offer was, and he thought I could get one bigger.

Be reasonable. I know you can be. If you try very, very hard.” - Al to Rachel

God, if you ever loved me, open my eyes for me when I'm being this stupid! (Ron)

You should be dead," he said, his voice full of wonder. "How is it that you're still alive?" Jaw clenched, I worked at his grip on me, trying to get my fingers between him and my wrist. "I work hard at it.

I'll wait for you under the bluebells. I'll be there always.