I guess I don’t know what I want.” “I do. I want you.” “I know, but—” “Nothing will ever change that. No matter what you hear. No matter what happens.

I know nothing. I know no one. I’m lonely. Every time I see you, you’ve put up some new wall, and you never let me in.

Friendship, Roland realized, was its very own kind of love.

I'll always choose you." Yes that was the word. "Every single lifetime, I'll choose you. Just as you have always chosen me. Forever.

Gabbe jumped up and seized the cocanut first, giving its contents a sniff. "Arriane, she has just been through a trama," she scolded. Arriane tossed her shoulders back. "Precisely why she needs something with a kick," she argued, holding the tray possessively while she and Gabbe engaged in a stare-down. "Fine," Arriane said, looking away from Gabbe.

Had God created Love to make pain feel even worse?

And she knew without opening her eyes that it was Daniel. No other body in the universe fit hers so well.