" When I thought you’d died—”
“Don’t say it,” she choked out. “You don’t have to relive that.”
“No,” he said. “I do. I have to tell you. It was the first time— even after all these years of expecting my own death— that I truly knew what it meant to die. Because with you gone . . . there was nothing left for me to live for. I don’t know how my mother did it.”
“She had her children,” Kate said. “She couldn’t leave you.”
“I know,” he whispered, “but the pain she must have endured . . .”
“I think the human heart must be stronger than we could ever imagine.”
Anthony stared at her for a long moment, his eyes locking with hers until he felt they must be one person. Then, with a shaking hand, he cupped the back of her head and leaned down to kiss her. His lips worshiped hers, offering her every ounce of love and devotion and reverence and prayer that he felt in his soul.

-Anthony & Kate "

― Julia Quinn , The Viscount Who Loved Me (Bridgertons, #2)