Now that she decided she knew exactly what she wanted –him- she couldn’t wait to break the news. And if he didn’t want her, she could live with that – what she wouldn’t be able to live with was if she never told him.

You made a sacrifice. And heaven rewarded you.

Black is the color of night. White is the true color of death

They did it for love, and sometimes love makes us do the irrational .. even the inexcusable.

Bonds are like rules, they're meant to be broken.

The rose fell into his lap, and he looked up, startled. Mimi grinned. "Hey handsom" Mimi sent. "What's up?" Jack replied, without speaking. "Just thinking of you." Jack's smile deepened, and he threw the rose back at her so that it landed in her lap. Mimi tucked it behind her ear and fluttered her eyelashes appreciatively.

Love. It's so close to hate, it's almost indistinguishable.