Be careful dear that you don’t end up as the queen of a lonely kingdom

I lacked some essential skill for attracting people, for giving and receiving love easily. It meant too much to me. I seemed to be driving away the people I most wanted. Finally I had realized that getting someone to love you was like trying to coax a bird to perch on your finger . . . it wouldn't happen unless you stopped trying so hard.

I thought I would spend the rest of my life searching for little reminders of you.

He stared at me with bitter understanding. We both knew there was no room in this for friendship. Nothing left but childhood history.

Please come to me, Cat, because there's no surviving you. You don't have to love me back. You don't have to be mine. Just let me be yours.

He had found my worst weakness: I was one of those people who was desperate to be needed, to matter to someone.

Have you ever wanted something so much that you would do anything to have it - even knowing that it was bad for you?" "Of course," Adam replied. "All truly enjoyable things in life are invariably bad for you - and they are even better when done to excess.