But most of all, I learned that it’s possible for two people to fall in love all over again, even when there’s been a lifetime of disappointment between them.

Is it possible, I wonder, for a man to truly change? Or do character and habit form the immovable boundaries of our lives?

because the past was always around her and might return at any time. It prowled the world searching for her, and she knew it was growing angrier at every passing day.

What are we after all our dreams, after all our memories?

I love you, Katie. You might not be ready to say those words now, and maybe you'll never be able to say them, but that doesn't change how I feel about you.

Stories are as unique as the people who tell them, and the best stories are in which the ending is a surprise.

You know how gossip is. It's the toxic waste of small town