I know about forgiving people and loving them anyway, even after they hurt you.

Jude remembered this pain. Every woman had felt some version of it: the end of first love. It was when you learned, for good and always, that love could be impermanent.

He is a man, and he is afraid. This is not a good combination.

When you're a mom, you learn about fear. You're always afraid. Always. About everything from cupboard doors to kidnappers to weather.

A romance novel focuses exclusively on two people falling in love. It can't be about a woman caring for her aging mother or something like that. It can have that element, but it has to be primarily about the male-female relationship.

She waited for you in a thousand different ways.

I can be a little OCD when it comes to my writing.