Every life needs a little space. It leaves room for good things to enter it.

all we have is our deep and abiding love for each other. We can't loose that or we loose ourselves. If we don't help each other, who will?

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

The word lethologica describes the state of not being able to remember the word you want.

When Josey woke up and saw the feathery frost on her windowpane, she smiled. Finally, it was cold enough to wear long coats and tights. It was cold enough for scarves and shirts worn in layers, like camouflage. It was cold enough for her lucky red cardigan, which she swore had a power of its own. She loved this time of year. Summer was tedious with the light dresses she pretended to be comfortable in while secretly sure she looked like a loaf of white bread wearing a belt. The cold was such a relief.

He used to believe good things happened in this kind of weather.

Some of the best people i know are fools', Evanelle said. 'The strongest people I know.