“Make a life with me, one that comes from love, one that I can watch grow in you. Only a fool would believe that what comes from what we have together would be anything but beautiful.”
“When I left, it was for you. Coming back was for you. There’s nothing you can say, nothing you can do that would make me leave you again.”
“Abby: "You were great. I don't know what I'd have done without you."Dylan: "You'd have done fine. That's one of the most intimidating things about you." Abby: "Intimidating? Me?"Dylan: "It isn't easy for a man to get involved with a woman who's totally capable of handling anything that comes along... It isn't easy for a man to believe that there are woman who can not only do those things but enjoy them... [But] it's all natural for you isn't it? It's incredible.”
“Courage comes in different forms. There's strength--that's the muscle. But love's the heart. When you put them together, you can do anything.”
“Can we go back to the part where you're in love with me?""No, because I'm not anymore. I've come to my senses.""That's a damn shame, that is. You'll have to wait here a minute. There's something I need from inside.""I'll not stand out here. I'm going home.""I'll only come after you, Brenna," he called over his shoulder as he walked to the door.”
“Do you know how many ways love can hit you? So it makes you happy, or miserable? It makes you sick in the belly or hurt in the heart. It makes everything brighter and sharper, or it blurs all the edges. It makes you feel like a king or a fool. Every way love can hit you, it's hit me when it comes to you”
“You did study art there?" Gennie persisted.Grant watched the smoke rise and the haze of heat that rippled the air. "Why?""Because it's obvious from that wicked little caricature you drew of me that you have talent, and that you've had training. What are you doing with it?""With what?"Gennie drew her brows together in frustration. "The talent and the training. I'd have heard of you if you were painting.""I'm not," he said simply."Then what are you doing?""What I want. Weren't you going to make a salad?""Damn it, Grant-""All right, don't get testy.I'll make it.”