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

Leo smiled and stroked her hair. 'We'll both be fine, Marks. We've just begun our journey...and there's so much we have yet to do.' He spoke more softly as he heard her breathing turn even and steady. 'Rest against my heart. Let me watch over your dreams. And know that tomorrow morning, and every morning after that, you'll awaken next to someone who loves you.' 'Dodger?' she mumbled against his chest, and he grinned. 'No, your confounded ferret will have to stay in his basket. I was referring to myself.' 'Yes, I know.' Catherine slid her hand up to his cheek. 'Only you,' she said. 'Always you.

...one can't avoid the storms and calamities of life, but one can at least find the right partner to face them with.

I’ve told you before, I love like a madman,” he said. “Immoderate, jealous, possessive...I’m absolutely intolerable.

I like pessimists. They’re always the ones who bring life jackets for the boat.

For thousands of nights I dreamed of making love to you. No man on earth has ever hated sunrise as I do.

Separately they had different strengths. Together they were complete.