I've met you many times Lucinda, and most of the time, you're a downright bore.

Don't go," she whispered, her eyes closed. It was all happening too fast. She couldn't give Daniel up. Not yet. She didn't think she ever could.

He captured my heart. He loves me for who I am, not what I can bring to him." - Lucinda Price, Rapture

Luce and Daniel fell in love for the first- and the last- time

Callie always said Luce was incapable of brutal honesty and that was why she got herself stuck in so many crappy situations with guys whom she should have just told no.

She liked the way he smelled - kind of free and open, like driving with the windows down at night.

I will wait for you as long as it takes. I will love you every moment across time.

Wisdom holds a candle to experience, but you've got to take the candle and walk alone.

The only way to survive eternity is to be able to appreciate each moment.

Will you stay with me ” she asked. Her voice was the thinnest whisper almost canceled out by a low groan of thunder.... Forever ” he whispered back. The sweet sound of his voice filled her up.

Fear is the only way to greet the devil.

Love is the best thing in the world, except for cough drops.

I had an opportunity to start going around the world when I was about 18 years old. So, I did. That's one of the things that I was doing.

We must bear what Heaven sends.

Truth is ever incoherent, and when the big hearts strike together, the concussion is a little stunning.

Education begins the gentleman, but reading, good company, and reflection must finish him.

Few years ago, I said something about the Academy being very white male, which is the reality, and I was slashed to pieces by the media.

Art Is a Way Out. Do not let life overwhelm you. When the old paths are choked with the débris of failure, look for newer and fresher paths. Art is just such a path. Art is distilled from suffering.

Salt seasons, purifies, preserves. But somebody ought to remind us that salt also irritates. Real living Christianity rubs this world the wrong way.

Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing of her gallèd eyes, She married. O, most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets!

I am full of fire and passion. I am not ready yet for great concentration and passion.