Nature allowed only the fit and the lucky to share this paradise-in-the-making.

There are times when the ocean is not the ocean - not blue, not even water, but some violent explosion of energy and danger: fierceness on a scale only gods can summon.

Once a child gets into your heart, there’s no right or wrong about it.

Every end is the beginning of something else.

Sometimes it's good to leave the past in the past.

Sometimes life turns out hard, Isabel. Sometimes it just bites right through you. And sometimes, just when you think it's done its worst, it comes back and takes another chunk.

You don’t think ahead in years or months: you think about this hour, and maybe the next. Anything else is speculation.