Would you care to dance?” he blurted.
“Now?” She smiled adorably. “Is there music?”
There wasn’t. It was some testament to how foolish in love he’d become that he did not even feel embarrassed.

Any man, you'll soon learn, has an insurmountable need to blame someone else when he is made to look a fool.

She hated that she was still so desperate for a glimpse of him, but it had been this way for years.

He shook his head in wonder. "You are magnificent."
"I keep telling everyone that," she said with a nonchalant shrug, "But you seem to be the only one to believe me.

Love's about finding the one person who makes your heart complete. Who makes you a better person than you ever dreamed you could be. Its about looking in the eyes of your wife and knowing all the way to your bones that she's simply the best person you've ever known.

You have to live each hour as if it's your last and each day as if you were immortal. - Kate Sheffield