At some point people either had to throw off the wounds of their childhood or go through life permanently crippled

He could deal with his guilt all by himself. Guilt didn't add up to love, an emotion she was done with forever.

Ironic, isn't it, what religion does to people?" "I guess it's more ironic what people do to religion.

I can’t chitchat and make breakfast at the same time. You could help, you know, instead of standing there like the Queen of England. Although you’re a lot better-looking.

You try spending six months sitting at somebody's bedside, waiting for them to die and then tell me that the happy-ending love story isn't one of God's good gifts.

In case you still haven't figured it out, he loves you. Your tiger will be back in the morning, and you can thank me anytime. Now, do I have to paint another picture for you, or do you think you can take it from here by yourself without screwing up?

Anything worth having is worth fighting for.