I decided long ago that my family absolutely comes first, and I don't regret that. I do, however, sometimes wish I had an extra five hours or so in the day!

A garden always has a point.

Shh,” he whispered. “You asked me if I loved you. I do. I love you more than life itself. Nothing matters in this world but that you live. Can you do that for me? Can you live?

Every word you have ever uttered, is engraved upon my heart. -Lazarus to his mother.

Your cousin might be a pretty face, but you, my darling, courageous, maddening, seductive, mysterious, wonderful Diana, you are the Duchess of Wakefield. My duchess.

Each time it was like a stray bit of glass pressed into the softness of her heart, grinding, grinding, oh so silently until she no longer noticed when she bled.

There are no heroes on the battlefield, my lady; there are only survivors.

Do you love me Hero?" His pale green eyes were full of torment. "Do you love me like I love you?

If I'm good enough to bed, surely I'm good enough to wed.

Dear God. She ached, wanting something that she knew was a sin. Wanting a man who was sin itself.

Will ye come with me?” he whispered. And she answered without hesitation. “Yes, please.

She felt like a creature born to reside on the bottom of the ocean floor, dark and flat and half-blind, slowly rising through the icy water to the glittering light above.

Very happy or unhappy, people disappear.

When two persons are too close, they fall apart.

Great deeds begin in the mind, extraordinary deeds begin in the heart, and remarkable deeds begin in the soul.

I'm so sick and tired of hearing about slavery. You think slavery didn't exist in Africa? Even Indian tribes.

Numb is the new deep, done with the old me, and talk is the same cheap it's been.

You are not only the solar spectrum with the seven luminous colours, but the sun himself, that illumines, warms, and revivifies! This is what you are, and I am the lowly woman that adores you.

Truth be told, I'm much more comfortable in a pair of hiking boots or with a rack of climbing gear than in front of a laptop.

Novels attempt to render human experience; that's really all they are. They are meant to convey empathy for the character.

And in that one grey hair I saw my whole life and I said "I think I need a hair.