I suppose more than anything, it's the way of life in this part of the country that influences my writing. In Eastern North Carolina, with the exception of Wilmington, most people live in small towns.

If it’s over, then don’t let the past screw up the rest of your life.

It was one thing to divide the major assets, but how was it possible to divide the heart?

I love you, not just for now, but for always, and I dream of the day that you’ll take me in your arms again.

Oh yeah? What did you have last night?" "Turkey sandwich on wheat. With a pickle." "And the night before?" "Turkey sandwich on wheat. No pickle." She giggled. "What was the last hot meal you cooked?" He pretended to rack his brains. "Uh...beans and franks. On Monday.

I dont think that we're meant to understand it all the time. I think that sometimes we just have to have faith.

Without you in my arms, I feel an emptiness in my soul. I find myself searching the crowds for your face - I know it's an impossibility, but I cannot help myself.