She was both strikingly gorgeous and completely natural, and her perceptive eyes said she was not afraid to wield said power over a man.

When a person sees someone attractive to them, their eyes dilate twenty percent. Their brain floods with dopamine, which makes them happy. Thus, they believe it’s love. That’s a medical fact. Love doesn’t exist.

Matters of the heart were important, but people tended to put too much stock in the particular organ when, in retrospect, it was only tissue. It pumped blood and the body couldn’t live without it, sure, but it had no actual bearing on love. The soul was what made a person distinct—the part that lived on after death, how one being connected to another, and what bound essence.

The truth is I do love you. Admitting that means opening myself up to all that pain when you leave. After you realize this wasn’t love, but gratitude.

We’ll build our own world in the shape of us.

Damn, but that made him want to put on a straightjacket.

I think only when you are truly alone can you see you never were.

I don’t care if it’s been five minutes or five months or five years. You’re it for me and there’s no sense in waiting.

Common sense got drunk and giddy when Olivia was on the premises. Maybe he should just raise a glass, too, and dub reason a lost cause.