The only way to survive eternity is to be able to appreciate each moment.

At last." He breathed into her, finding her lips. "You found me," she whispered. "Always.

Oooh!" Bill squealed. "Very rococo." "So, I'm really doing this? I'm just going to go down there and pretend--" (Luce) "No pretending." Bill shook his head. "Own it. Own that cleavage, girl, you know you want to.

Cam was so much clearer, easier to figure out. Like he was algebra and Daniel was calculus.

And the way he looked at her was so intense, his big green eyes probing into her, like he approved of everything she held inside.

I cannot be other than what I am, and I am the choices of all my days.

Trust is a careless pursuit at best. At worst, it's a good way to get yourself killed.