While I’d been plagued by nightmares of Jonathan’s unrest in the hereafter, it was only now that I’d seen Adair again—and seen him so changed—that I could admit, even to myself, that it was him...

Love is an afternoon of fishing when I’d sooner be at the ballet. Love is eating burnt toast and lumpy graving with a big smile. Love is hearing the words, ‘You’re beautiful,’ as I fail...

If you truly love someone, have the faith to ‘let them go.’ Encourage them to be the fullest measure of themselves, and you will be overwhelmed by the love that your spouse returns to you.