I realized I wasn't going to find a man until I was willing to expose myself to possible harm, to assume the risks of rejection and betrayal and heartbreak that came along with caring about someone. Someday, I promised myself, I would be ready for that kind of risk.

God, it was good. Comforting and stimulating at the same time. Absolute world-class pheromones. I wished I could take his jacket home with me. Not him, just the jacket.

We are hidiously rich Annabelle-- and I've got three older brothers, all unmarried. Would you consider one of them? If you like, I'll have one shipped across the Atlantic for your inspection." -Lillian Bowman

I loved him so much, loved his fearlessness, his strength, even the ambition that would someday take him away from me.

Safe men are for marrying. Dangerous men are for pleasure.

Both of us were quiet with the recognition that something was ending, and something was beginning.

I can't imagine a sweeter agony, having him so close.