“Why is this,” she asked, again in that dreamy tone, “so much more real than that? One’s night, one’s day, why is this so much more real? That I can’t forget the things from the day, and I can’t remember… — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“You would have to be loved before you could be changed by it,” she added. “And I hate to disappoint you, but I don’t… — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“How do you make love to someone when you know they’ll be gone forever the next day? How do you spend the last few… — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“Everyone wants to be the survivor, but they seldom realize how very high the cost is.” — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“Why is this,” she asked, again in that dreamy tone, “so much more real than that? One’s night, one’s day, why is this so… — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“That’s what forgiving was: seeing someone for what they were, flaws and all, not what you wanted them to be, not what they should… — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“Just in case you were thinking, on some level, that there was even the slightest bit of enjoyment in it for me. That I… — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“I’ve been fucked up the ass by Fate. What do you think you can do to me with your little, fucking penis?” — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“But you could conceivably be attracted to me. Theoretically.” “But then again. Maybe not. Your eyes, I mean. Because, of course, you’re a homicidal… — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“what's right isn't always what's exciting. And what's wrong isn't always a drag.” — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“I am. A child is helpless; I think it is the betrayal that destroys them. But a grownup is – usually – not helpless.… — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“It’s soul against soul in here, isn’t it?" "And may the best soul win!” — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
“This game has become so complicated, even I’m beginning to lose track of the sides.” — B.G. Harlen Copy Share Image
