Heath," she whispered, "you're all I want. No one else ... no one . . .

It's the perfect solution. We argue all the time. We can't stand each other. It's like we're already married.

Shock is a merciful condition. It allows you to get through disaster with a necessary distance between you and your feelings.

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

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

I want you to admit just once what you feel for me. I want to know if you'll miss me even a little. If you'll remember me. If you're sorry for anything.

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