Life Has Very Little Even Ground.

Laurel: I Don't Need A Ring Or A License, Or A Spetacular White Dress. It's Not Marriage So Much, Or At All Really, That Matters. It's The Promise. It's The Knowing Someone Wants Me To Be Part Of His Life. Someone Loves Me, That I'm The One For Him. That's Not Just Enough, It's Everything.

If You Don't Go After What You Want, You'll Never Have It. If You Don't Ask, The Answer Is Always No. If You Don't Step Forward, You're Always In The Same Place.

Something Your Father Wouldn't Have Told You, He Began. Taking Blood, It Leaves A Mark On You. No Matter How It's Done, Or How It's Justified, It Leaves A Mark That Goes In Deep. Be Sure You're Willing To Wear That Mark Before You Take The Blood.

I’ve Never Been The One. Not For Anybody.” He Closed The Distance Between Them. “you’ll Get Used To It.” He Tipped Her Face Up To His, Kissed Her. “why? Why Am I The One?” “because My Life Opened Up, And It Flooded With Color When You Walked Back Into It.

Told You Not To Tell Her.” “that's Not How I Work Things. That's Not How You Build A Relationship.” “build A Relationship.” Ryder Snorted As He Sent The Drill Whirling Again. “you've Been Reading Again.” “blow Me.