“If I could slam the door, I would. If I could walk to another room, I would. The best I can do is turn and head for the far corner of my cell. In prison, even goodbyes are beyond my… — T.J. Forrester Copy Share Image
“The sting of her abandonment had not lessened through the years, and I suspected it would never go away. Occasionally, I could see agony… — T.J. Forrester Copy Share Image
“If I could slam the door, I would. If I could walk to another room, I would. The best I can do is turn… — T.J. Forrester Copy Share Image
“She had never been to college, and I often wondered where her life would have led under different circumstances. She might have been a… — T.J. Forrester Copy Share Image
“I could quote enough Nietzsche to bore someone into a coma, solve mathematical problems so beautiful they'd make Pythagoras cry; I could talk so… — T.J. Forrester Copy Share Image
“She didn't want me; she wanted all of me. I didn't mind saying it. My girlfriend scared the crap out of me.” — T.J. Forrester Copy Share Image
