I need you for a lot of things, Hardy. A lifetime's worth of things.

I've never wanted to be loved. And God Knows no one's done it yet.

I have always been an obsessive reader - I remember going back and forth to the local library with stacks of books taller than I was.

I'm not the marrying kind -" St. Vincent snorted. "No man is. Marriage is a female invention.

On Monday they went out for a private picnic. On Tuesday they went for a carriage drive. On Wednesday they went to pick bluebells. On Thursday they fished at the lake, returning with damp clothes and sun-glazed complexions, laughing together at a joke they didn't share with anyone else. On Friday they danced together at an impromptu musical evening, looking so well matched one of the guests remarked it was a pleasure to watch them. On Saturday Matthew woke up wanting to murder someone.

Sometimes when we're not paying attention, relation-ships happen. There is no rule that requires two people in love to be exactly alike.

Women. You'll interpret anything as love. You see a man wearing an idiotic expression, and you assume he's been struck by Cupid's arrow when in reality, he's digesting a bad turnip.