When I fell in love with you... It was nothing like I'd ever known before. It was nearly instant. I think I started falling for you, the moment you shook my hand... It was so powerful. I knew it was wrong, but it was addicting." - Jack Travis

... I discovered life sometimes has a way of giving you what you need, but not in the form you expect.

The next time you face a room full of strangers . . . you might tell yourself that some of them are just friends waiting to be found.

One of the servants had reported that Daisy had been sneaking around the house at night, deliberately tripping all the traps to keep the mice from being killed. “Is this true, daughter?” Thomas Bowman had rumbled, his gaze filled with ire as he stared at Daisy. “It could be,” she had allowed. “But there is another explanation.” “And what is that?” Bowman had asked sourly. Her tone turned congratulatory. “I think we are hosting the most intelligent mice in New York!

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

I figured if I told it to myself often enough, I would start believing it.

I had never ironed anything in my life. The proper pressing of a shirt was a mystery of the universe akin to black holes and dark matter.