I'm not that complicated, Haven. The truth is, I've wanted you ever since I met you in that damned wine cellar. Because I got a bigger charge out of that five minutes than I have with any woman before or since.

What flaw could you possibly find in his appearance?" "His posture," Hannah muttered. "What about it?" "He slouches." "He's an American. They all slouch. The weight of their wallets drags them over.

I’ve never had any objection to appearing depraved or villainous. But I draw the line at looking like a prize idiot.

If you pretend everything's fine long enough, everything eventually becomes fine.

Perhaps only those who had loved and lost could appreciate this magic.

Win told me that one isn’t improved by being at the top of the mountain, one is improved by the climb.

Once he had taken hold, he did not let go. It was not a handshake, it was a possession.