If I listened to your advice, I'd be making your mistakes instead of my own.

She had always maintained a cynical facade, using it as a defence against embarrassment, fear, loneliness… but at the moment she felt unusually vulnerable.

She felt him tremble with the force of his need. He spoke just beneath her ear, his voice thick with tormented pleasure. "You have to leave, Sara ... because I want to hold you like this until your skin melts into mine. I want you in my bed, the smell of you on my sheets, your hair spread across my pillow. I want to take your innocence. God! I want to ruin you for anyone else.

Ah, there’s the governess voice. All stern and disapproving. It makes me feel like a naughty schoolboy.

I felt the kind of loneliness that can happen in a roomful of people when everyone but you seems to be in on the good time.

There are some experiences in life they haven't invented the right words for.

A butterfly symbolized acceptance of each new phase in life. To keep faith as everything around you changed.