Love always hurts. That’s one thing I know you know. But it’s worth it. That’s what you don’t know. Yet.

Watching them, she realized they made so much sense together. Every look, every touch, was a reassurance, almost electric, as if they were shocking each other with every contact.

Some men you know are Southern before they ever say a word," Julia said as she and Emily watched Sawyer's progress, helpless, almost as if they couldn't look away. "They remind you of something good--picnics or carrying sparklers around at night. Southern men will hold doors open for you, they'll hold you after you yell at them, and they'll hold on to their pride no matter what. Be careful what they tell you, though. They have a way of making you believe anything, because they say it that way.

Everything had felt so precarious since her mother's death, like she was walking on a bridge made of paper.

Stability was overrated. Crises and adventures, on the other hand, could actually teach you something.

She looked like autumn, when leaves turned and fruit ripened.

Wasn't that the point to being married? That you had a partner, someone you trusted, to help with important decisions.