“I don’t suppose there’s a Georgina Kincaid Instruction Manual around somewhere to help me avoid these embarrassing blunders in the future.”“We sell them downstairs.”“Oh yeah? Is there a page on how to woo the fair Georgina?”“Page? Hell, there’s a whole chapter.”“Required reading, I’d imagine.”“Definitely.”

“Fucking angels-Georgina Kincaid in each book”

“Georgina, I need your help''Reaching into her purse, she pulled out two pages torn from magazines.''With wha-oh'' My stomach twisted uncomfotably, and I hoped I wouldn't be joining Doug in the bathroom. The pages showed photos of wedding dresses.”

“That's not fair," I said."Georgina," he said simply. "We're in Hell.”

“I kind of like the idea of adorning women in crowns and jewels. Call me sexist, but I think the fair sex should be worshiped.” - Seth to Georgina”

“Georgina," He murmured, pulling me closer. "You are the world.”

“You’re on the verge of getting your soul and your life back and he’s still what determines your happiness ? You don’t need a relationship to be happy, Georgina.”