Tell me about our legal issues. And use small words. I don't like to think at this hour of the morning. It hurts.~Leo to Merripen
So your middle name is Heloise, he said.Yes, after the medieval French nun. My father loved her writings. In fact, it occurs to me…Héloïse was renowned for the love letters she exchanged with Abélard....
Simon, she whispered, vaguely surprised that she had just used his first name, for she had never used it even in the privacy of her thoughts. Moistening her dry lips, she tried once more, and to her a...
She smiled at him, though her hazel-green eyes were wary beneath the brim of a sodden hat. Right at that moment, staring at her across the hall, Gideon Shaw, cynic, hedonist, drunkard, libertine, fell...
Only you could love such a vile, selfish peacock, Evie.
One should make the best choice possible given the circumstances, and then avoid second-guessing for the sake of one's own sanity.
One can't help but marvel at the variety of ways that women had devised to make us look like flaming idiots.
No miles of level desert, no jagged mountain heights, no sea of endless blueNeither words nor tears, nor silent fearswill keep me from coming back to you.
It’s all right, the boy murmured as he felt her trembling. My grandmother always told me ‘Never try to turn back on a new road—you don’t know what adventures await you.
It’s a mistake, you know. You have no idea of what you’ll be exposed to…the obscenities and lewd comments, the lecherous gazes, the groping and pinching…and that’s just at my house. Imagine what it wo...
If you won’t marry me for the sake of your own honor, then do it for the sake of everyone who would have to tolerate me otherwise. Marry me because I need someone who will help me to laugh at myself....
If loneliness was a choice, what was the other option? To settle for second-best and try to be happy with that? And was that fair to the person you settled for?
I'm coming to believe that there are two kinds of people... those who choose to be masters of their own fate and those who wait in chairs while other dance. I would rather be one of the former than th...
I was ripe ten years ago. Now I’m merely preserved, and before long I’ll be buried back in the orchard with the other pits.-Amanda to Jack
I want you to admit just once what you feelfor me. I want to know if you'll miss me evena little. If you'll remember me. If you're sorryfor anything.
I want to fill every part of you, breathe the air from your lungs and leave my handprints on your soul. I want to give you more pleasure than you can bear.
I thought I would spend the rest of my life searching for little reminders of you...
I felt the kind of loneliness that can happen in a roomful of people when everyone but you seems to be in on the good time.
His quiet certainty made the ground beneath my feet feel solid. Like someday everything might actually be okay.
He had found my worst weakness: I was one of those people who was desperate to be needed, to matter to someone.