Thierry had no idea why they were called French doors. His native countrymen weren't stupid enough to put them in their homes.

There is a god. Nothing as tragic and ridiculous as this world could have happened by random chance.

You're a quiet, beautiful woman in a loud, ugly place. An orchid among weeds. You define obvious.

There will never be another woman for me, Alexandra. You are my eternity. -Michael

I am going down first. Of course you're going down first, you're the guy.

No battle was ever won by wholly sane men.

He had even read Pride and Prejudice--although he had thought that many of the heroine's problems would have been solved if someone had simply strangled her mother.