Oliver liked to play the part of disaffected youth, but he liked shopping in SoHo even more.

You're late," she said, tapping her watch. "No, you're just early.

One should not seek those who do not wish to be found.

Because love was not the answer to every question. Because real love meant sacrifice. Sometimes love means letting go.

Who knew that the path to a womans heart was through the soul of an honest man?

Love. It's so close to hate, it's almost indistinguishable. But this is how it was for the two of them. Love and hate. Life and death. Joy and anguish.

The more things change, the more they stay different.