...She'd gone past interest, swung into attraction, burst through lust, tripped over affection, and was now skidding out of control into love.

Put all your eggs in one basket... the handle's going to break. Then all you've got is scrambled eggs.

It’s never simple.” Avery slid an arm around Hope’s waist. “It shouldn’t be. Because being with someone should matter enough to be at least a little bit complicated.

Life is full of circles

Not everything you wanted, deep inside, worked out.

Roarke cares very much for Beth and for me, and a few select others. But loves? I'm not sure he'd let himself risk quite that unstable an emotion.

There's no reward without work, no victory without effort, no battle won without risk.