Why I Wake Early Hello sun in my face.Hello you who made the morningand spread it over the fieldsand into the faces of the tulipsand the nodding morning gloriesand into the windows of even themiserable and the crotchety best preacher that ever wasdear star that just happensto be where you are in the universeto keep us from ever-darknessto ease us with warm touchingto hold us in the great hands of light good morning good morning good morning.Watch now how I start the dayin happiness in kindness.

Were knowledge all what were our needTo thrill and faint and sweetly bleed

You think Im cute He said thinkly pulling on her hand.She was glad he couldnt see her face. I think youre...Beautiful. Breathtaking. Like the person in a Greek myth who makes one of the gods stop caring about being a god.

A man is only as good as what he loves.

He will love only once - but it will be for always.

Why be alone when we can be together babyYou can make my life worthwhileAnd I can make you start to smile

For there are two kinds of forgiveness in the world the one you practice because everything really is all right and what went before is mended. The other kind of forgiveness you practice because someone needs desperately to be forgiven or because you need just as badly to forgive them for a heart can grab hold of old wounds and go sour as milk over them.

Even if they end up together which I highly doubt given the strength of that particular bond-...-but even if Schuyler still loves him or thinks she does it doesnt matter. Because Jack is going to leave her one day. i know he will. Hes too much for Schuyler. Theyre wrong for each other. Anyone can see that. And when he leaves her Ill be there. However long it takes Ill still be there for her. Waiting.

Someone once wrote that a novel should deliver a series of small astonishments. I get the same thing spending an hour with you.

Stronger than lovers love is lovers hate. Incurable in each the wounds they make.