“She is like the white skies, the shine, the sun and its rhyme.While he is the darkness that blinds,the moon, the wolf in mysterious confines.”

“She was an idiot. An adorable, gorgeous, feisty, funny, sweet, sexy idiot.”

“Did you miss me?A little bit, she said with a shrug.You have tears running down your cheeks, he said with a grin. I think you missed me more than a little.”

“I don't know what the future holds. I only know that I want to be with you. You and me. Everything else is negotiable.”

“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”

“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”