Thank you for loving me enough to let me go.

If she loved him the way she said she did, she wanted him whole. Maybe this was what love meant after all: sacrifice and selflessness. It did not mean hearts and flowers and a happy ending, but the knowledge that another's well-being is more important than one's own.

A picture is worth a thousand texts.

Schuyler pulled Oliver close and hugged him tightly. "Thank you," she whispered. Thank you for loving me enough to let me go.

Trust me to return to you." "I will wait forever. however long it takes.

A promise, a bond, a joy, a love for the ages, for the history books.…But what was love but pain?

Not that they were there to have fun—although with Kingsley Martin around, fun was never far from the agenda.