Bernadette

“Lincoln?” she asked.
“Yes?”
“Do you believe in love at first sight?”
He made himself look at her face, at her wide-open eyes and earnest forehead. At her unbearably sweet mouth.
“I don’t know,” he said. “Do you believe in love before that?”
Her breath caught in her throat like a sore hiccup.
And then it was too much to keep trying not to kiss her.”
― Rainbow Rowell, Attachments

“She believed she could, so she did.”
― R.S. Grey, Scoring Wilder

“Your friends are at the house.'

I sit up, straight. 'Who'?

'I don't know. Weird people. The Sullivan girl, whose father got the Gosford police to pick you up.'

'Siobhan?'

'And another one who's making cups of tea for everyone, and keeping the boy who's telling Luca fart jokes away from the girl who says he's "the last bastion of patriarchal poor taste".'

'Justine, Thomas and Tara.'

And the drug fiend, Jimmy, is keeping Mia calm and the Trombal boy's rung about ten times. I don't like his manner on the phone.'

'You won't like any guy's manner on the phone.”
― Melina Marchetta, Saving Francesca

“If you weren't driving, I'd kiss you senseless," I tell him.
He swerves to the side of the road and stops the car abruptly.
"Not driving any more.”
― Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road