"Her heart had grown so familiar to the pain of life without him, that to respond now seemed too large a pleasure she could not endure. If pain was love, then she loved fiercely. Yet knew she could not be near that boy again."
"When we are in love, we are convinced nobody else will do. But as time goes, others do do, and often do do, much much better."
"You’re a mess, I confess, I despise you in the best kind of way."
"He’s an indulgent sort of man……With a quick lip and a fierce tongue, the sort of tongue that draws you in with charm and words of praise, awkward silences and desperate worships."
"Her heart had grown so familiar to the pain of life without him, that to respond now seemed too large a pleasure she could not endure. If pain was love, then she loved fiercely. Yet knew she could not be near that boy again."
"When we are in love, we are convinced nobody else will do. But as time goes, others do do, and often do do, much much better."