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.

He'd lived long enough to know that everyone handled grief in different ways, and little by little, they all seemed to accept their new lives.

He leaned closer, their faces drawing near, and he could feel the heat of her breath mingling with his. He closed his eyes against the memory of a thousand other kisses and touched his lips to hers. He felt a kind of spark, and all at once he felt her slowly coming back to him. She was the arm that held him close in times of trouble, she was the whisper on the pillow beside him at night.

Women want the fairytale. Not all women, of course, but most women grow up dreaming about the kind of man who would risk everything for them, even knowing they might get hurt.

Don't think there are no second chances. Life always offers you a SECOND CHANCE... It's called TOMORROW

What mattered most was knowing that love was mine to give, without strings or expectations.

He took a few steps before responding. "You are special," he finally said, and the way e said it made her wonder if he wanted to add something else.