And in that moment, he knew one thing. If it was possible to slay his dragons, he’d do it. For her.

Maybe it was time to cut the strings of everyone’s expectations and free-fall for once in her life

He’d never be the kind of man she deserved, whole and strong, not physically and mentally crippled.

Kiss after wet kiss, he devoured her, almost a full year of pent-up desireunleashing in one terrible flood.

The war had changed him, inside and out, in ways he could never have fathomed.

You hate him for turning you inside of yourself. You are still getting used to looking at your body in the light.

You can never please everybody, don't even try.

Success is not due to spontaneous combustion. You have to set yourself on fire.

God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers.

Respect isn't enough. You've got to have a proprietary interest.

I never want to love someone like that, so much that there would be no room left for myself, so much that I wouldn't be able to survive if he left me.

It was like pulling teeth trying to get me to L.A. I hated it for so long, but now I've got this great life here.

To those who have given up on love: I say, "Trust life a little bit.

In the desire of the One to know Himself, We exist.

Even if we stand at the very summit of virtue, it is by mercy that we shall be saved.