Dear me. Such harsh truths so early in the morning cannot be good for the digestion.

With God on your side, what does luck matter?

Do reasons matter when there's nothing that can be done to change things.

Sometimes, when I have to do something I don't want to do, I pretend I'm a character from a book. It's easier to know what they would do.

He had the most beautiful face she had ever seen. Tangled black hair and eyes like blue glass. Elegant cheekbones, a full mouth, and long, thick lashes.

He wanted to sit and listen to her talk about books until his ears fell off.