... and I shut off my anxious heart and my nervous head as dusk descended into another night, another meaningless merging, another attempt to find myself as I gave myself away.

He shall never know how I love him

Sean reaches between us and slides a thin bracelet of red ribbons over my free hand. Lifting my arm, he presses his lips against the inside of my wrist. I'm utterly still; I feel my pulse tap several...

She smiled at me, and I never forgot it. Or more accurately, I always remembered it.

A miracle happened. Right there and then, in amongst the lunchtime diners and tourists, with the sweeping views of San Francisco Bay outside the window and the sea lions making a racket on the wharf...

I wouldn't mind if life left me... wingless, burnt to cinders, ripped by storms, scattered... like weeds, celestially wounded, without cherry blossoms to perish with but I would cry with head held in...

I'm trying to tell him everything will be all right, but how can I say it with a straight face? My son's no idiot. He knows when I'm lying. The medicine won't taste bad. The bath is not hot. Daddy...

Because you can't be as in love as we were and not have it invade your bone marrow. Our kind of love can go into remission, but it's always waiting to return. Like the world's sweetest cancer.

Sometimes, when we least expect it, we catch a glimpse of someone, a face, perhaps only a smile, and our heart latches on and will not let go. It may not be love at first, but soon and for always.

I do not have silver nor gold to give you, but I have a heart of gold to keep you.

I often cry, not from sadness, from the joy of the miraculous beauty of life.

Arianna, hold on! I'm coming! I yell as I watch the life leave her eyes and she falls to the ground. NO! I scream as my eyes fly open.

Being with boys is more dangerous for me than killing a cricket or having a bird fly into the house.

Don't take this next undercover assignment. Stay with me instead. Nick's eyes pierced hers, refusing to let her off that easily. Tell me why. Because... I love you. She exhaled. No take-backs. The...

And now I am here, as alone as I've ever been. I am seventeen years old. This is not how it's supposed to be. This is not how my life is supposed to turn out.

I know I'm not going to be in your head all the time. But once you know me, I'll be forever in your heart.

There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won't remember and that she can't even let herself think about because that's when the birds scream and the worms crawl and...

I hate that you can do what you're supposed to do and I can't. I hate that you're going to leave me behind. I hate that everyone calls it growing up, but it seems like . It feels like each one of you...

When he asked if he was mine, tears in his eyes, I think he knew what he would do, what he would have to do, and he was mourning us. He was mourning us the whole time.

But when Anthony kissed her, she felt as if she were losing her mind. And when he kissed her twice, she wasn't even sure if she wanted it back!

What. Oh, for God's sake. Fine. Why wouldn't it ever work out? Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally… in love with you. Qhuinn's mouth dropped open.

I went into the bathroom and caught sight of my reflection in the mirror over the sink. All my years looked back at me, and I could feel their weight, pressing down on my shoulders. I ran the shower...

But family life sometimes had a vortex, like weather. It could be like a tornado in a quiet zigzag: get close enough and you might see within it a spinning eighteen-wheeler and a woman.

Run? He looked at her with a smile. "Yes, my love?" "Are you sure?" He looked at her, puzzled, for a moment, then apparently he realized what she was asking. "How could you ask?" "Because when a girl...

And – I think you know, don't you? – that I love you, Anne. I feel as if I have been living in a loveless world for too long. The last tender face I saw was my father's when he sailed for England....

Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable.

I'm letting this Rebecca mystery make my mind run wild. Actually, my whole life feels like it's running wild whereas only weeks before it was calm and uneventful. I'm standing on a high-rise ledge and...

I felt that this magical moment would never happen again... I started to experience the vertigo of the cliff and think how easy it would be to drag her into the abyss with me.

On the other couch a woman sits with a young boy looking through a picture book about Babar the Elephant. When I find a magazine and I lean back to start reading it, I can see the woman watching me...

You might, without my crediting it, fall deeply in love and forever, with some warped hunchback whelped in the gutter. I should equally stop you from taking him.