Little girls. They could melt the toughest hearts.

I've been thinking about you constantly since I left, wondering why the journey I'm on seemed to have led through you. I know my journey's not over yet, and that life is a winding path, but I can only hope it somehow circles back to the place I belong. That's how I think of it now. I belong with you.

For them, it was nothing but an ordinary day on an ordinary day on an ordinary weekend, but for her, there was something revelatory about the notion that wonderful moments like these existed.

...there are people who added goodness to the world and people who lived to destroy it.

No drowning man can know which drop of water his last breath did stop.

Perfect love did that to a person, and this had been perfect.

I think our love can do anything we want it to.