Dear Lord,” she said in a strangled whisper. “I can bear it for a while...but please don't let it hurt forever.

I don’t have any mottoes. If I did I would forever be contradicting them.

A well-read woman is a dangerous creature.

We were each other's only link to the past . . . that was the strength of our bond, and also our weakness.

To Jack, there was nothing more powerful than a promise made over a handshake. He would have died ー literally chosen death ー before breaking his word.

It was a kiss to level mountains and shake stars from the sky. It was a kiss to make angels faint and demons weep...a passionate, demanding, soul-searing kiss that nearly knocked the earth off its axis.

You deserve someone better than me. Someone young and idealistic…someone who can experience things for the first time along with you. I'm not always kind, and I have more faults than I'd care to name. All I can promise is that I'll want you until my last breath.