“Was thefun in the fall?”

“The problem with falling in love is falling back out of it again, usually because you've fallen in love with a lie. That happens as often as not.”

“Harder yet to get back up without tripping and falling all over again.”

“He has built a pedestal for her so tall that she is afraid to be lifted atop it, because to fall would mean certain death. But oh, she would rise far, far beyond fear and be held by arms so strong, and love so pure, that falling would not be an option.”

“How can I explain purposely setting foot on a path so blatantly treacherous? Was the fun in the fall?”

“Falling in love with someone is the surest highway to hurt that I know. When the door to love opens, the window to control closes.”

“And this is a kiss like none before, a kiss that could overcome the dark of deep space night. It's a falling star, flame, ice. It's pure as water from a snow-fed mountain spring. This is what you dream a kiss to be. To have a kiss just like this each and every day! How satisfying life would be.”