It was like I saw your soul in the notes of the music. And it was beautiful.
I would give you everything of myself. I would give you more in two weeks than most men would give you in a lifetime.
Nearly unable to bear the thought of how much he needed her quiet strength, he closed his eyes and leaned his forehead against the cold glass.
I will still be in some part the Jem you knew, and I will see you with the eyes of my heart.
He was Will, in all his perfect imperfection; Will, whose heart was as easy to break as it was carefully guarded; Will, who loved not wisely but entirely and with everything he had.
A massive fir, it rose to nearly touch the ceiling at the far end of the ballroom. When Will asked Charlotte how on earth it had gotten in there, she had only waved her hands and said something about Magnus.
There is more to life than surviving.
There was human goodness in the world, she thought-all caught up with desires and dreams, regrets and bitterness, resentments and power, but it was there.
She knew she could not be Jem for Will. No one could. But slowly the hollow places in his heart were filling in.
Wasn’t it? Is loyalty still a commendable quality when it is misdirected?
Not all that is mortal is useless.
What I do know is that if we are born again, I will meet you in another life, and if there is a river, you will wait on the shores for me to come to you, so that we can cross together.
I feel like you can look inside me and see all the places I am odd or unusual and fit your heart around them, for you are odd and unusual in just the same way. We are the same.
We are ever capable of change and ever capable of being our better selves.
I’d always hoped that when i said ‘I Love You’ to a girl, she’d say ‘I Know’ like Leia did to Han in Return Of The Jedi.
Will loved to gallop.
Henry’s breath hissed out through his teeth. That ba-bad man, he finished, with a quick glance at Cecily, who rolled her eyes.
There’s nothing you could have done that would cause me to cease loving either of you. Will is myself, my own soul, and if I am not to have the keeping of your heart, then there is not other I would rather have that honor.
Mr. Rochester never courted Jane Eyre, Tessa pointed out. No, he dressed up as a woman and terrified the poor girl out of her wits. Is that what you want?
It was like the calm just as one engaged in battle, Will thought, when thought fled and inevitability took over.