When a story captures me, it comes quickly and easily.

Sometimes I wanted to believe something so badly, I deliberately manufactured excuses and ignored painful reality.

I’d wait forever for you, as long as you’re mine.

One day at a time. You rise, you eat, you bathe, and you talk to the few people you can tolerate while feeling so wretched. Over time, it hurts a little less. Then a little less. And so on...Until one morning, you will awake and realize the pain is only a memory. It will always be with you, but it will eventually lack the power to cripple you.

Can I take advantage of you in the limo?” His eyes laughed at me. “By all means, angel mine.

Sometimes love's not enough. And if it's not enough, what good is it ?

There wasn't a woman alive who could resist a man who paid attention to her, who made her feel like she was the only other person in his world.