This is the way the paths of our lives entwine and cross and go apart: if she sent for him the day before, even then he might have loved her. But she did not send for him until she was afraid; she was not afraid until he undid her work; he did not undo her work until he was past loving her. If only we could stand outside our lives and look at what we do, we might repair so many injuries before they're done

Not that she meant to free you. Never that. But it still ought to flatter you. You're the sort of enemy your enemy must love

You just don't let up do you? It's my most endearing trait. After a while it grows on you

[He] did not understand it, and I did not tell him then, but you know, don't you? She began to love him then. And part of why she loved him was because he look…

It's like seeing someone for the first time, and you look at each other for a few seconds, and there's this kind of recognition like you both know something. N…

I have a very bad relationship with the future. We don't get on. We just ignore each other.

John, I counted myself so plain, so poorly made, no honest love could come to me! Suspicion kissed you when I did; I never knew how I should say my love. It we…