I knew then that I would devote every minute we had left together to making her happy, to repairing the pain I had caused her and returning to her what I never known how to give her. These pages will be our memory until she drows her last breath in my arms and I take her forever and escape at last to a place where neither heaven nor hell will ever be able to find us.

Don't be bashful; we're among gentlemen. It's a known fact that we men are the missing link between the pirate and the pig.

Youth is like a fickle girlfriend. We can't understand or value her until she goes off with someone else, never to return.

There is nothing in the path of life that we don't already know before we start. Nothing important is learned; it is simply remembered.

1My father says a hunch is your brain’s way of taking a short cut to the truth,’ replied Max.‘He’s a wise man, your father. What else does he say?’‘That the more you try to hide from the truth, the quicker it finds you.