God’s voice is usually nothing more than a whisper, and you have to listen very carefully to hear it. But other times, in those rarest of moments, the answer is obvious and rings as loud as a church bell.
They’re beautiful. How did you know I loved roses?” “I didn’t, but I’ve never heard of a woman who didn’t, so I took a chance.
I fell in love with her when we were together, then fell deeper in love with her in the years we were apart. Our story has three parts: a beginning, a middle, and an end. And although this is the way all stories unfold, I still can’t believe that ours didn’t go on forever.
I understand, Ira.
I love you, you know.
Dawson, like tuck was one of those rare people who could love only once, and if anything, separation had only made his feelings grow stronger.
She wasn’t fantasy anymore. But something real, something he couldn’t imagine living without, and he crossed his arms, as if bracing himself from the possibility that all this might slip away.
You are the answer to every prayer I’ve offered. You are a song, a dream, a whisper, and I don’t know how I could have lived without you for as long as I have. I love you, Allie, more than you can ever imagine, I always have and I always will.
It is amazing, what you can make yourself believe, when you have to. If you keep telling yourself you are a certain kind of person, eventually you will become that person. That’s what the Final Solution was all about, really.
Sometimes it saddened her to think that she’d never experience that kind of feeling again, but then life had a way of stamping out that intensity of passion; she’d learned all too well that love wasn’t always enough.
It’s just that sometimes our future is dictated by what we are, as opposed to what we want.
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God is merciful to children, but the children must be worthy as well.
The thing is, I get the sense that you’re telling me the truth. You’re just not telling all of it. And the part you’re leaving out is the part that would help me understand who you are.
People liked to imagine they were free to choose their own lives, but she had learned that choice was sometimes illusory.
You kissed me, yes, but it was not just good night. Even then, I could feel the promise in it, the promise that you would kiss me just like that, forever.
I’ve got a lot of stuff in the bed of my truck.
It was a terrible thing for a girl to learn. That status is more important than feelings.
A veces, nuestro futuro viene impuesto por quienes somos, y no por lo que queremos.
If there was one thing she’d learned, it was that people didn’t change. They liked what they liked, even if they didn’t understand why.