“It may have taken nine years, and a whole lot of wrong turns along the way, but their story felt complete at last.Because, finally, she was his.”

“Hmm, it may have taken him thirty-five years, but he finally found himself a woman with a good sense of direction.”

“We sometimes choose the most locked up, dark versions of the story, but what a good friend does is turn on the lights, open the window, and remind us that there are a whole lot of ways to tell the same story.”

“Just because of that one disastrous blind date she had last year, where the guy turned out to be fifty-nine, not thirty-nine (He claimed it was a typo. Yeah, I’m sure his finger just happened to slip two spaces to the left).”

“...he felt the whole vision turn to darkness and his very feet give way. His head went round; he was going; he had gone.”

“She felt like a baton getting passed along in a relay race, completely devoid of any control over her destiny.”