She heard the very beginning of a smile in his voice--a fetal smile--and it very nearly killed her.

I'm sorry about yesterday," she said. He hung on to his straps and shrugged. "Yesterday happens.

You flirt with old people and babies and everybody in between.

She smiled, and her eyes started to drift downward. "Cather..." Back up to his eyes. "You know that I'm falling in love with you, right?

I wonder…,” she said, “if there was such a thing as time machines, would anyone ever use them to go to the future?

I love you more than I hate everything else.

I thought you were just mean," Reagan said. "I liked that about you.