“under the iron bridge we kissed and although I ended up with sore lips it just wasn't like the old days anymore. No, it wasn't like those days. Am I still ill?”

“I wasn't really eight anymore. The day you know danger and fear, and know that you are alone, is the day you grow, if not up, then old.”

“But I really wanted to find it for you. And when it looked in the end like it wasn't going to turn up, I just said to myself, one day I'll go to Norfolk and I'll find it there for her.''The lost corner of England,' I said.”

“It wasn't that long, and it certainly wasn't the kind of kiss you see in movies these days, but it was wonderful in its own way, and all I can remember about the moment is that when our lips touched, I knew the memory would last forever.”

“It wasn't like that, darlin'." [Darcy] said quickly. "I swear on my mother's soul it wasn't!"Bronte bit her lip, trying not to smile. "Your mother is still living, is she not?"Darcy grinned sheepishly. "Yes, but…just the same.”

“I like this day; I like that sky of steel; I like thesternness and stillness of the world under this frost.”