“What have I done to her?” Gabriel muttered to himself as he crossed the room to crank open a window. Cool air washed over his skin. “What the devil did she do to me?”

“Find the pitch and pace and syllables and words you love to hear. Delight your own senses, and self-romance.”

“Take care not to stray into the negative swamp of “what ifs?” These will bog you and your goals down. The only “what-if” you can ask yourself is this one: “What if I succeed?”