“I've told you once I would not force you to my will ... When we become lovers, it will be because you desire as much as I-Richard”

“I do promise that you will survive this. Faith, my own heart is so scattered round the country now, I marvel that it has the strength each day to keep me standing. But it does,' she said, and drawing in a steady breath she pulled back just enough to raise a hand to wipe Sophia's tears. 'It does. And so will yours.''How can you be so sure?''Because it is a heart, and knows no better.”

“So, you see, my heart is held forever by this place," she said. "I cannot leave.”

“Oliver...''What?''I do like you.''But?''I just don't want you to think that I'm... that is, I'm really not looking for...''Hey.' I could hear the faint smile in his voice. 'It's a book, not an etching.”

“d'you think I'd let a little thing like the grave come between us?-Richard”

“When I meet a wind I cannot fight , I can do naught but set my sails to let it take me where it will.”

“If it is true that men have souls that do survive them," he went on, ignoring me, "and if those souls are born again to life, you need not worry that my ghost will haunt you. I'll haunt you in the flesh, instead.”