He smiled at her. And it hit her like a mallet to the temple, the realization that she was in love with him. Stupidly, dreadfully in love with him.Overnight, she'd become a fool.
Life had its way of beating humbleness into a man.
Dreams are not real; but when you are inside a dream, it is real to you.
Better be unromantic than thoroughly used and still poor.
Never mind what a man says; watch what he does.
Why allow all the old memories to have supremacy? Make new ones, memories of such luster and beauty that, should the old ones come back, they would be pallid and impotent in comparison.