“It was a cream colored trapeze, sleeveless with a keyhole top that may or may not have been showing managerialappropriate cleavage." -Georgina”

“It’s as easy as we choose to make it,” he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine. “At least, this decision is. Nothing’s truly easy, Georgina. Love and life . . . they’re wonderful, but they’re hard. We may mess up again. We have to be strong and decide if we can still go forward, even when things aren’t perfect.”

“Fucking angels-Georgina Kincaid in each book”

“Do you know the price of one soul, Georgina? It's beyond rubies and diamonds, beyond any mortal reckoning. If it had taken me centuries, if it had taken a dozen more angels to help me, it all would have been worth it.”

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

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

“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.”