Admittedly, there was a lot she still didn't know about him, but she did know this: He completed her in a way that she'd never thought possible. Knowledge isn't everything, she told herself, and she knew then that, in Nana's words, he was the toast to her butter.

I was in love, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I ever imagined it could be.

All he knew was that they fit somehow, and that he felt as if he spent most of his life traveling a path that led inexorably to her.

I lost you once, I think I can do it again.

Makes sense to me. Sometimes starting over is exactly what a person needs. And I think it's admirable. A lot of people don't have the courage it takes to do something like that.

Loving once and only once is possible - anything is possible.

None of my characters are rich or famous, and the situations they find themselves in could happen to anyone.