You know the real me," she said, stopping to peer up at him. "More than anyone else.

I have come to realize that destiny can hurt a person as much as it can bless him.

After dinner, I become afraid despite myself. I know I should be joyous, for this reunion is the proof that love can still be ours, but I know the bell has tolled this evening. The sun has long since set and the thief is about to come, and there is nothing I can do to stop it. So I stare at her and wait and live a lifetime in these last remaining moments.

Real people had real agendas, real demands, real expectations about how other people should behave.

Toward the end of their relationship she'd told him once, "I wish I could give you what you're looking for, but I don't know what it is. There's a part of you that you keep closed off from everyone, including me. Its as if I'm not the one you're really with. Your mind is on someone else." He tried to deny it, but she didn't believe him. "I'm a woman - I know these things. When you look at me sometimes, I know you're seeing someone else. Its like you keep waiting for her to pop out of thin air to take you away from all this.

Love, after all, always said more about those who felt it than it did about the ones they loved.

if you put your trust in God, you’ll be all right in the end.