Moments came and went, she thought. It was love that bound them together into a life.

I don't think you tell someone you love them because you expect something. I think you tell them because you have something to give.

Don't give up on your own happy-evers.

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.

I loved the process of writing.

I hate patience. Slows everything down.

Because you’re the one. Because I’ve never felt for anyone what I feel for you. I want a lifetime with you, Abigail. I want a home with you, family with you. I want to make children with you, raise them with you. If you truly don’t want any of that with me, I’ll give you the best I’ve got, and hope you change your mind. I just need you to tell me you don’t want it.