You can park your snark at the gate, Omaha.

Eleanor's hair caught fire at dawn. Her eyes were dark and shining, and his arms were sure of her. The first time he touched her hand, he'd known.

Even if your heart is broken and attacking you, you're still not better off without it.

I think I can live without you, but it won't be any kind of life.

In new situations, all the trickiest rules are the ones nobody bothers to explain to you. (And the ones you can't Google.)

I didn't know someone could love me like this," she said. "Could love me and love me and love me without...needing space." Lincoln wasn't asleep. He rolled on top of her. "There's no air in space," he said.

So, what if, instead of thinking about solving you whole life, you just think about adding additional good things. One at a time. Just let your pile of good things grow.