“For a woman's words to wound would require a man to listen first!”

“If a woman could win love with her body, the world would have no bastards.”

“She had told herself she should be reassured by his squeamishness; a man who balked at scars would not give her new ones. Now she suddenly wondered if she’d had it wrong. A man without scars would always underestimate their value. He would not see them as marks of courage.”

“What modern art required was an imagination drawn to possibilities, rather than braced by smug presumptions.”

“You came for me,” she whispered.His hand wound through her hair, cradling her. “I will always come for you,” he said.”

“I deserve better —such a dangerous, mad thought for a woman to entertain.”

“Spoken often enough, words become [became] nonsense.”