“Crashing into the trembling void Stretching my hand to you Losing myself to frigid regret Is this fragile love A way To say Good-bye”
“Things on the essential list: vodka, Nine Inch Nails, a steady supply of mortal men, and an all-purpose bitchy attitude.”
“If you were Catholic, you d singe the ears of the priest you confessed to.”
“They don t fit you? V asked his roommate. Not the point. No offense, but these are wicked Village People. Butch held his heavy arms out and turned in a circle, his bare chest catching the light. I mean, come on. They re for fighting, not fashion. So are kilts, but you don t see me rocking the tartan. And thank God for that. You re too bowlegged to pull that shit off. Butch assumed a bored expression. You can bite me.”
“When he kisses me again, the last part of me that could stand myself dies.”
“Aidan from the past: He took her hands in his bloodied, callused ones. “Accept me?” His eyes glowed, his lashes spiked from rain. Declan in the present: He gripped her nape. “I fuckin love you, Regin!” Rain spiked his lashes as he gazed down at her, commanding her, “Love me back!”
“Straightaway, she d called to the guard, Oh, boys? She d sauntered to the glass in only her black lace bra and panties. I need some assistance, When they slowed, agog, she d purred, Can one of you help me find my orgasm?”
“Drink from the fountain of love where every drop is eternal passion.”
“He d died. Plain and simple. And it pissed him off. Left him frustrated and disappointed. Where had all , the guardian angel crap they d fed him in catechism gone to? He d seen no angels, seraphim, archangels or pearly gates. No one to show him the ropes now that he was dead. What the hell was he supposed to do?”
“Hell won t be so bad, you know. After all, I ll be there to keep you company.”
“When she scooped up her clothes, opened his door, then snapped her fingers for a guard down the hall, Wroth watched like a bystander. “Pssst. Minion. I need these laundered. Very little starch. Don’t just stand there gawking or you’ll anger my good frenemy General Wroth. We’re like this.” He couldn’t see her but knew she was twining two fingers together.”
“I have to go to her, Lucan. For my own sanity, if nothing else. If I stay here, I m not sure what good I d be, to tell you the truth. She s the only thing that s held me together in a very long time. I m a wreck for this woman, my friend. She owns me now.”
“With every breath I take, I will always love you.”
“I want to kiss you again, Tess.” “Why?” He chuckled, low under his breath. “Why? Because you’re beautiful, and because I want you. And I think you want me too.”
“I could recognise his soul in mine as much as he could find me in his. Our sole existences seemed to have been for this very moment when nothing else mattered.”
“He s like six hundred years younger than you are. I refuse to be the moral compass of our cell! Most weekends I have an intoxispell bong attached to my mouth like a respirator. I love scatological humor, and I list pranks involving nuclear waste and making demons eat things as my hobbies.”
“if i had to choose between breathing or loving you, i would say i love you with my last breath”