She smiled. "I need your opinion," she said. "What do you think about something sleeveless for this weekend? With a cinched waist and a medium train?" I brought my hand to my chin and considered this. "Sounds okay," I said. "But I think I'd look better in a tuxedo.

My mom used to tell me that whatever you do, marry someone who loves you more than you love him.

I know what it's like to be day and night now; always together, forever apart.

He was ordinary in a world that loved the extraordinary.

Every time I read to her, it was like I was courting her, because sometimes, just sometimes, she would fall in love with me again, just like she had a long time ago. And that's the most wonderful feeling in the world. How many people are ever given that chance? To have someone you love fall in love with you over and over?

Quote of the day: The most difficult journeys often take us where we were meant to go... By: Nicholas Sparks

It would be like describing colors to someone blind from birth: The words might be understood, but the concept would remain mysterious and private.