"I don't want to lose you, I love you, and...and that's all I've got." As speeches went, it wasn't great. As feelings went...different story.

Stop smiling. Every time you smile, an angel dies.

I'll tell you something, Harpy," he said, his voice almost a whisper now. "It never even occurred to me that we wouldn't make it. And it never occurred to you that we would. You were just waiting for us to go down in flames. I thought we could get through anything.

She smiled, and there it was again, that aching pressure in his chest. Love, or a heart attack. Kind of the same thing.

If only…the saddest words in the English language.

When an eighty-five pound mammal licks your tears away, then tries to sit on your lap, it's hard to feel sad.

You asked why I couldn't forgive you," Nick said, very quietly, and I jumped a little. "It was because you were the love of my life, Harper. And you didn't want to be. That's hard to let go.