“The things that are priceless to my heart carry no currency where we are going.”
“The world is a great mart, my Holly, where all things are for sale to whom who bids the highest in the currency of our desires.”
“Memories, priceless. Well not really priceless, but there you go!”
“I held it over my heart. Mrs. Worth smiled. "That's where a book should be carried.”
“My heart knows right where to go”
“Wrap yourself in the sheets tightly. Feel that? Those are my arms around your waist, my head against yours and my heart beating in time with the thunder of your heart. I’m there baby. Maybe not in body but I am there with you constantly. You carry my heart on your sleeve Layla and it keeps me close to you. No matter where I am, however far apart we are, I carry you with me. You are never too far for my heart. We’re bound together.”