He nodded. "And if I don't make you feel like the most beautiful woman in the world every day of your life, then I don't deserve to be near you.

Figure out what is real for you. No use leaning on someone else's story all your life.

I'm not hopeless, that's the problem. I'm too hopeful, if anything ... I'm so thick-headed it's taken me this long to give up on men, but I can't give up completely, you know? So I ... I channel all my hope into an idea, to someone who can't reject me because he isn't real!

As a general rule, writing is very inconvenient.

...first thing is that I love you. And the second thing is that as much as I honor your former profession, I don’t think your geese care much for your betrothed and I hope they hadn’t any plans on sharing our bed.

Even the jerks earn some of our affection. We can be glad they're gone and yet still mourn the good parts.

I couldn't see what was real until time had washed away everything else.