“Beauty fades so you'd better work at having something more to offer.”
“Beauty is precious, you see, and the more beautiful something is, the more precious it is; and the more precious it is the more it hurts us that it will fade away; and the more we are hurt by beauty, the more we love the world.”
“It was a strangely disorienting feeling, to have something you'd relied on for so long start to change, like finding out that gravity no longer worked on Mondays.”
“Caleb offered me a family, but you offered me something worth so much more: myself.”
“Nothing is work unless you'd rather be doing something else.”
“Looks fade with time, but the heart and mind only grow more beautiful.”