He wanted to be a poet,' someone else put in while Maggie hugged Tim and patted his back. 'Said he'd only lacked the words to be one.

Holding onto something that's gone only makes a sickness inside.

There were too many idiot men in the world, to her way of thinking. And most of them ended up bumping up against stubborn women.

When we grow up, we lose the talent for loving without restrictions.

What did she say?" Eve asked when they got into the car. "Here's love, she said, to hold until next we meet and I give you more.

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.

Give them your brains, girl, never your guts.