In all the illusions, you're the only truth that I need

Love makes saints or sinners out of men.

Niall: We're tossed by the winds of fate. Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves that we will.

((Doc is getting ready to do a Pap-smear on Reece)) "Looks healthy," Doc commented. "Good, because it hasn't been getting any exercise in quite a while." When she heard Willow smother a laugh, Reece just closed her eyes. She had to remember some old saying about being careful of thoughts. They become words.

You can fix anything but a blank page.

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.

Why were there no buoys in life to show you the way?