“[...] He didn't want his wife to read historical romances because it might give her unrealistic expectations. [...] If I had been him, I would have been reading your books every time you laid them down to see how I could improve my skills and please you. Second warning of the night. I bought a couple." You bought a couple of what?" Historical romances. I'm three-quarters through the first one." He flashed her a slow grin. "All I can say is, I like the way your mind works." ~Jake Coulter and Molly Wells”

“Strong is right?""Well, yes, I suppose you could say that.""You say a woman cannot be bought. I say she can. I am strong. I am right.”

“I think I fell in love with you the first time I saw you, Molly mine. And when I look at you, that’s all I’m ever going to see, the woman I love. It doesn’t matter if you’re perfect. To me, you will be, and that’s all that counts. It’ll be that way always. Even years from now, when you’re old and withered, I’ll see you with my heart, not my eyes. That’s just the way it is when you love someone. The imperfections don’t exist. If you see them at all, you think they’re beautiful.”

“Put your arms around my neck, sweetheart.""Whatever for?"He grasped her wrists and lifted her arms himself. "Because," he whispered, "we're going to dance."....."This will never work. I appreciate the thought. It's very sweet, but-""Shut up," he whispered. The first notes of the next number drifted to them, and she realized it was the band's rendition of Montgomery's hit song, "I swear." Tears sprang to her eyes, for the instant she recognized the tune, she knew Ryan had requested it."Dance with me," he whispered."I feel foolish.""Who'll see? Only me, and I'm our best bud, so I don't count. Besides, why should you feel foolish?""My legs are dangling. My feet will thump your shins." "Those soft slippers won't hurt my shins," he assured her.And with that, he swept her into a waltz.-Ryan and Bethany (Phantom Waltz)”

“After all my work to make something of myself how do you think I feel when I see how disappointed you are in me? When you find fault with me every time I so much as turn around?”

“This was how God had intended it to be. A precious gift. A sacred oneness.I love you. He said the words in the way he held her, his rock hard arms so gentle they felt like air around her. I love you. His hands told her-not merely touching her, but worshiping her.”

“That's an L, as in love, and I love you more than I'll ever be able to tell you with words. I want to tell you in other ways. In the way I kiss you. In the way I touch you. In the way I hold you. Won't you let me say it my way, just once? - Swift to Amy”