She just wished loving him didn’t always have to be so hard.

Daniel had ruined that couple’s life. Killed their daughter. All because he’d been some hotshot angel who saw something he wanted and went after it.

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

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

They could steam up windows with their kisses, but as soon as they started using their mouths for other things—like talking—everything got so complicated.

...and Jack, who felt like he was on the cusp of being able to read minds and thought it would be all right if Luce wrote him down for that. ("I sense that you're okay with that, am I right?" He made a gun out of his fingers and clicked his tongue.)

I have to go," he said at last, getting to his feet. "I shouldn't even be here, but I cannot keep my self away from you. I worry about you in every waking moment. I love you, Luce. So much it hurts.