"I do believe that people can only be in love with one landscape in their lifetime. One can appreciate and enjoy many geographies, but there is only one that one feels in one’s bones."

"When you kissed me…I felt special.I never really felt like I deserved it.That isn’t your fault. That was me.When I looked down the aisle on our wedding day and you weren’t there, my first thought, as awful as this sounds, wasn’t, “Where is he?” it was, “Oh, it figures."

"Dispensing with the frivolity, he kissed her meaningfully. When at last he pulled away, her troubled expression alarmed him. 'What?'Be careful, Hammond.'No one will know I was here.'She shook her head. 'Not that.'Then what?'You may have to put me on trial for my life. Please be careful that you don't make me fall in love with you first."

"That dress…was a very, very good decision. I could write an entire poem on the virtues of your legs alone. You are a feast for the senses.” I laughed. “I don’t know about a feast. Maybe just an hors d'oeuvre.” He took my hand and wrapped it around his arm. “Not an hors d'oeuvre. The dessert. And I plan to spoil my appetite."