Seth told us good night and left. I watched him go wistfully. “Anyone else here feel like swooning?
If I propose, you'll know it. For one thing, I'll be hyperventilating.
What hope is there?" I asked. "If even angels fall, what hope is there for the rest of us?
Books were a lot less messy than orgasms.
We all have moments of weakness. It’s how we recover from them that really counts.
Most good things come with the risk of something bad.
Very often the things we most desire come only after much patience and struggle.