It was strange how the heart clung to hope even when there was no reasonable basis for it, Morgan found. And how life went on.
Mary BaloghAlways guarding one's real, precious self in a cocoon of tranquility within a thousand masks. Life itself had become a secret affair.
Mary BaloghAnd she was terribly aware that she was alive. Not just living and breathing, but ...alive.
Mary BaloghAnd he knew at that moment that love world never die, that it would never fade away altogether. The time might come when he would meet and marry someone else. He might even be reasonably happy. But there would always be a deep precious place in his heart that belonged to his first real love.
Mary Balogh