If your concern is that I may be overcome with manly ardor and ravish you in a moment of weakness… I may. If you ask nicely.

I didn't want to give you the one last part of myself that I couldn't take back. And then you were gone... And I realized it was already yours. It had been since the beginning. Except that I hadn't told you. It drove me mad, the thought that you would never know.

She shook her head as she confessed, "I want it so much, I'm afraid to hope." "Never be afraid to hope," Rohan said gently. "It's the only way to begin." -Rohan to Win

And you're not the kind of girl I want." Surely he couldn't mean the fact that I was Mexican. From what I knew of Hardy, there wasn't a bit of prejudice in him. He never used racist words, never looked down on someone for things they couldn't help. "What kind do you want?" I asked with difficulty. "Someone I can leave without looking back.

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

A lifetime with such a woman was not nearly enough.

I love you enough for the both of us. And there must be something about me worth loving. If you would just try.