"I'd die for my club, but I want my own woman, one worthy of living for."

"I give you my word. You're totally safe with me."

"He was going to burn in hell for this, but he'd already had a place reserved in the hottest inferno..."

"Don't be afraid of me like you are of him. I would never hurt you. Never. I don't hurt women."

"It wasn't about a women's weight, it was about who they were, if that brightness shone through their eyes and skin and hair. Ricco found beauty in art. Women were a form of art. All shapes and sizes. All body types."

"The gate, which had been securely locked, stood open in welcome. Everything seemed to be welcoming him. A sense of peace began to steal into his heart. A part of him wanted to sit on one of the benches and soak in the atmosphere."

"As he neared the house, a wind rose off the sea and carried sea spray and a lilting melody. "Sarah's back. Sarah's home."

"Looking into Ricco's eyes, she knew she was safe with him. She felt safe. More she felt free."

"It was strange, that feeling of freedom, as if by tying her, he released her spirit--beaten down, so encased in the beliefs of others, what was right, what was wrong, what she was-- so that she could just be. Simply be."

"He was waiting and she had to answer. Take that last irrevocable step. [...] She'd do whatever was necessary, but it had to be the right thing, no mistakes. What she was doing was very, very dangerous, but she had no choice."