Though I often looked for one, I finally had to admit that there could be no cure for Paris.
The way I see it, how can you really say you'll love a person longer than love lasts?
I'd had my share of rain. My mother's illness ... had weighed on me, but the years before had been heavy, too. I was only twenty eight.
But love is love. It makes you do terribly stupid things.
Not everyone out in a storm wants to be saved
I'd never met anyone so vibrant or alive. He moved like light.