I've loved him for a decade. And I had him for one day before I made a complete and utter mess of things. Or he did. I'm still not sure about that.

She was all he wanted. He would give everything for her. Without thought. Without regret.

Love isn't one-sided and selfish.It is full and generous and life-altering in the best of ways.Love does not destroy, Gabriel.It creates.

And as the bullet ripped through his flesh, Ralston was consumed by a single thought: I never told her that I loved her.

I do not traditionally speak ill of women, but your governess is a cabbagehead

She winced, knowing what was to come, "Calpurnia." She closed her eyes again, embarrassed by the extravagant name - a name with which no one but a helplessly romantic mother with an unhealthy obsession with Shakespeare would have considered saddling a child.

why couldn't someone , somewhere , want her for her ?