He nods. "My mum has one just the same and you have no idea how disturbing it is that it's turning me on.

If I did something to hurt Frankie and she said that I was never getting near her heart again, I’d spent the rest of my life trying anyway. That’s the difference between you and me, Tom. I’d go back to the moment it all fell apart and I’d start there.

I want to be sitting in front of my computer, where you can press a button to block out your junk mail. These two are my junk mail.

I would pick them when they bloomed. And when she called me home for supper, I'd place them in her hair and the contrast would take my breath away.

Finn, listen!" Trevanion said, his voice raw."I prayed to see you one more time. It's all I prayed for. Nothing more. And my prayers were answered. Go east, I'll lend them west." "We have a dilemma, then," Finnikin said fiercely. "Because I prayed that you would grow old and hold my children in your arms as you held me. My prayers have not been answered yet, Trevanion. So whose prayer is more worthy? Yours or mine?

This is war," he say quietly. "Well thank God you're dressed for it, Griggs.

If I want more, I need to go and get it, demand it, take hold of it with all my might, and do the best I can with it.