“It was the strange sequence in the opening bars, then it was the voice, then it was the lyrics about fucking like an animal, and the look on his face as he brought his forehead to hers and whispered it… — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“She knew that upon closer inspection Gabriel would make a lousy poker player. He had too many tells, too many ways he revealed his… — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“Then you’re going to take off your suit and show me just how much you missed your phone cord.” “And the attachment.” “And the… — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“Don't wait too long. Life takes unexpected turns, and we don't always have the time we think we have.” — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“She just wanted to be left alone to lick her wounds, like a puppy that had been kicked repeatedly.” — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“I'm sorry you don't want to know me anymore. I will spend the rest of my life regretting the fact that I wasted my… — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“This was the joy that the world sought--sacred and pagan all at once. A union between two dissimilars into a seamless one. A picture… — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“He was distressed to learn that the Pottery Barn Kids gift registry did not extend to children's books in Italian or Yiddish.” — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“She’d made her choice when he asked for her hand and she’d offered it without question. Once he touched her, she knew she was… — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“Like they’d never seen a hot professor before. You made quite an impression in your turtleneck.” “Ah, yes, the turtleneck. Turtles have that effect… — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“I don’t know how to love you any other way, either,” she whispered back. “Then God have mercy on us both.” — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“You toyed with her heart. I know what that’s like. I can have compassion for her because of that.” “I met you first,” he… — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“Apparuit iam beatitudo vestra' That is, "Now your blessedness appears.” — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
