“He says one word, nodding into the daylight. "Look." It's an astounding word. It's a gift.”

“You've invented your own way of being, and perhaps it might be 'odd' to one who has no idea of the life you've led, but to one who does..." Brayden paused, shrugged. "To one who does, it's...it's...I haven't got a word. It's astounding”

“It's like he knows everything. And I don't have to say a word.”

“He loves me.""You sound surprised.""Nobody ever did. Not like this. It's easy to say, for some people. The words. But it's not just words with Roarke. He sees inside me, and it doesn't matter.”

“You once told me, when you visited my house, how Anne conducts herself with men: she says, “Yes, yes, yes, yes, no.”’ Wyatt nods; he recognises those words; he looks sorry he spoke them. ‘Now you may have to transpose one word of that testimony. Yes, yes, yes, no, yes.”

“It's so huge," I say to him, and he nods.”