No one, she tought as the breath trembled through her lips, no one had ever looked at her as he did. In a way that told her she was the center.
I’m not trying to box you in. I’m just trying to live with you.
Don’t make threats unless you intend to follow through.
I don’t get it. Scratch, bite, squeal, slap. Why do women fight like that? They’ve got fists. It’s embarrassing to our entire gender.
I get double credits. First I get the satisfaction credit of being hit on by the sexy DOT inspector, and second I get loyal and true credit for turning him down because I have my personal sexy nerd.
You’re not perfect, and that makes you just exactly right.
Real love’s beautiful, elusive, and mean as a snake.
It’s a damn small world when it sucks.
After a while, Eve thought, marriage turned walls into clear glass so both of you could see right through each other.
Your view on this is narrow. That’s how you’re built.” It didn’t feel narrow to her. It felt right. “Marriage is a promise. That’s one of the ways you talked me into it. If you break one part of the promise, it’s going to crack other parts.
The man is a genius, and geniuses don’t have to abide by the same rules as the rest of the world.
She woke to the scent of coffee, and wondered if that was how mornings in heaven smelled.
I know love, and what it does to you, for you. I know that it can bloom out of friendship, or that friendship can open out of love. Both are precious. And when you have both, there’s little that can’t be done.
I’ve eliminated everything else. This is what’s left. And when you’ve eliminated everything else, what’s left should be true.
When someone believes they’re smarter, more talented, just plain more right than anyone else, and they harbor this kind of need, they’re very, very dangerous.
One might be a coincidence.” Hands on her hips, she turned back. “Put them together it’s a pattern.
Even though February was the shortest month of the year, sometimes it seemed like the longest.
That was another thing about partners, she decided. They knew what would make you laugh, often before you did.
Do you think any of us go anywhere until we have the truth? Do you think there’s peace without justice?” “No, I don’t,” Eve admitted, knowing it would always drive her.
Cops are good at keeping secrets.