I know my journey’s not over yet, and that life is a winding path, but I can only hope it somehow circles back to the place I belong. That’s.
It was any combination of a thousand things, she told herself, but it wasn’t love. And.
I am sorry, my darling, but there will never be another to replace you. The words I whispered to you were folly, and should have realized it then. You- and you alone- have always been the only thing I wanted, and now that you are gone have no desire to find another.
In spite of the direction his medical practice had taken in later years, he’d always remained less interested in appearance than those things a person couldn’t see: kindness and integrity, humor and sensibility.
He breathed deeply when he reached the sand, tasting salt in the air, feeling like the foreigner he was.
God is with you, He must be, for you are the closest thing to an angel that I’ve ever met.
Yet, looking back, I believe that if I’ve done one thing right, it has been to love my wife throughout our years together.
He’d simply been around long enough to know that fairy tales seldom came true.
Don’t choose the better guy, choose the guy who makes you a better woman.
She knew that the initial feelings associated with love were almost like an ocean wave in their intensity, acting as the magnetic force that drew two people together. It was possible to be washed away in the emotion, but the wave wouldn’t last forever. It couldn’t – nor was it meant to be – but if two people were right for each other, a truer kind of love could last forever in its wake.
If Jamie had taught me anything over these last few months, she’d shown me that actions – not thoughts or intentions – were the way to judge others.
We will find each other again, and maybe the stars will have changed, and we will not only love each other in that time, but for all the times we’ve had before.
And though she didn’t know it then, whenever her thoughts drifted back toward the past, she would always remember that this was how it all began.
He especially liked to look at the trees and their reflections in the river. North Carolina trees are beautiful in deep autumn: greens, yellows, reds, oranges, every shade in between, their dazzling colours glowing with the sun.
I’m alone. I’m going to end up dying alone.
Understanding others meant understanding yourself –.
For the most part, people go through the same experiences and think the same things, but somehow no one ever escapes the belief that his experience is unique in every conceivable way.
Though she didn’t say a word, the way she leaned further against me was all the response I needed.
He was sure he wanted never to let go of her hand; their fingers seemed to fit together in just the right way-effortlessly clasped, like perfect complements.
Instead, he reflected on what she’d said earlier, about their similarities, thinking she was right and hoping that it was enough to keep her coming back to the ranch. After a while their conversation lapsed into a peaceful lull, and he realized he had no.