“They're lovers again: Sugar dissolving in milk. Day and night, no difference. The sun is the moon: an amalgam.”— Rumi, sunlightgroup.blogspot.com
“I’ve never been swept off my feet. I don’t get butterflies. In fact the whole idea of being swooned by anyone is foreign to me. Somehow, in the course of sixty seconds, this guy has managed to swoon me, then terrify the hell out of me.”— Colleen Hoover, amazon.com
“She reminded me of the sea; the way she came dancing towards you, wild and beautiful, and just when she was almost close enough to touch she’d rush away again.”— Glenda Millard, amazon.com
“I’ve searched the world for all the right words and my mouth is full of nothing.”— Tahereh Mafi, amazon.com
“I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things that were concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was. I think that’s why she always struggled… And I think that’s why she also struggled with love. She couldn’t touch it.…”— Carrie Ryan, amazon.com
“It’s a sad world, though, when you can’t get love right even after trying it as many times as I have.”— Louise Erdrich, amazon.com
“So many people hit the White House with their Dictaphone running. I never even kept a journal. I thought, ‘I want to live my life, not record it.’”— Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, nunncenter.org
“She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew.”— Jerry Spinelli, amazon.com