There was always something hidden. Lying in wait to spring up and ruin everything.

If souls could be mated with wishes, ours would be inextricably entwined.

Oh, Eva." He rubbed his cheek against my damp face. "I must've wished for you so hard and so often you had no choice but to come true.

As a writer, it's disheartening to write books that you pour your soul into and not have them distributed widely enough to find their audience.

Day One of my life was the day I met you.

Angel, a crowd of millions couldn’t hide you from me. I found you once. I’ll always find you.

Romance isn't in my repertoire, Eva. But a thousand ways to make you come are. Let me show you.

People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you, Eva.

I want you too much. I want you with me, in my life, in my bed. If i can have that, nothing else matters.

You’re the greatest risk I’ve ever taken.” His pressed his lips gently to mine. “And the greatest reward.

I can't go long without you either, Eva. You're an addiction...my obsession.

Most people overestimate what they can do in a year and they underestimate what they can do in two or three decades.

Reading was very important

It is not what a man is capable of doing, but what he chooses to do that is important.

The income tax has made more liars out of the American people than golf has. Even when you make a tax form out on the level you don't know when it's through if you are a crook or a martyr.

It is very hard to be a female leader. While it is assumed that any man, no matter how tough, has a soft side... and female leader is assumed to be one-dimensional.

But there's a shift happening in humanity, a shift in consciousness, happening now because it has to happen now.

A Gentle Man and a Gentleman.

Tomorrow I'll get over you if I just get through tonight.

Man has wanted to look beyond, wanted to expand himself; and all that we call progress, evolution, has been always measured by that one search, the search for human destiny, the search for God.

If I call it pain, and try to touch it With my hands, my own life, It lies still and the music thins, A pulse felt for through garments.