Thank you,” he whispered. “At least I can know for certain that, for one brief moment of our time together, you and I felt the same thing.

...I want it to be as easy as breathing for you to say yes.

I do intend on giving you things, but that's not what I mean. I'm going to love you more that any man has ever loved a woman, more than you ever dreamed you could be loved. I promise you that.

It's hard to get a hug wrong.

Don't tug your ear with anyone else. That's mine.

If me dying meant you living, how could that be anything but good?