“He is not a prince, and you are not a princess, and real life is not a fairytale. Happily-ever-afters are not handed out on silver platters. They have to be earned.” Grace” — Jillian Eaton Copy Share Image
“I am like a ship, cast out in the ocean to bob aimlessly amidst the waves. No, I correct myself silently. Not a ship.… — Jillian Eaton Copy Share
“He is not a prince, and you are not a princess, and real life is not a fairytale. Happily-ever-afters are not handed out on… — Jillian Eaton Copy Share
“Going back in time is impossible. Turning invisible is impossible. Balancing the national debt is impossible. Blood sucking creatures that have been documented since… — Jillian Eaton Copy Share
“Love is like that tree. Every storm it breaks, but when the storm is over and the sky has cleared it is never broken.” — Jillian Eaton Copy Share
“Fear was like a vicious weed. Once it took root some part of it always lingered, even when it was pulled out again and… — Jillian Eaton Copy Share
“choose between the devil she knew and the devil she didn’t, she would rather choose the one who – so far, at least –… — Jillian Eaton Copy Share
“For God's sake put on your glasses, Sam. You're staring right at my boobs.” — Jillian Eaton Copy Share
“Every breath I draw is for you. Every morning I wake is for you. It was always for you, Grace.” — Jillian Eaton Copy Share
