Superstitions are man's way of trying to control things he has no control over.

He had a smug smile on his lips like he knew, even in his sleep, that women all around him were dying from love because he'd taken their hearts and hidden them where they'd never find them.

She was so Southern that she cried tears that came straight from the Mississippi, and she always smelled faintly of cottonwood and peaches.

Happiness is a risk. If you’re not a little scared, then you’re not doing it right.

No one should ever compromise the dignity of another human being.

She knew what it felt like to stand in front of someone and ask them to love you, to try to pull them to you by the sheer force of your desire, a force so strong it felt as though you were going to die from it.

Some people don't know how to fall in love, like not knowing how to swim. They panic first when they jump in. Then they figure it out.