No one can tell you what your path is . . . but someday you'll discover it. . . and it won't be at all what you expected.

Sometimes life has a cruel sense of humor, giving you the thing you always wanted at the worst time possible.

The freedom of saying anything to him, telling all, relieved a burden I hadn't even realized I'd been carrying. In my relentless push to keep moving forward, there had been so many emotions I hadn't let myself inhabit fully, so many things I hadn't talked about. Now I couldn't quite catch up to myself.

Hunt seemed similarly indifferent to the show, his head inclined toward hers, his gaze locked on her face. Though his breathing remained soft and disciplined, it seemed to her that its rhythm had changed ever so slightly. Annabelle moistened her dry lips. “You …you mustn’t stare at me like that.” Soft as the murmur was, he caught it. “With you here, nothing else is worth looking at.

"I won't apologize for my past. A man is supposed to have experience." "From all indications, you've acquired enough for ten men".

It's difficult for most of us to be completely honest with ourselves - we hate to admit how vulnerable or needful we are.

I'll tell you what I'm fighting for. Not for England, nor her allies, nor any patriotic cause. It's all come down to the hope of being with you.