“Ha ha ha. But what if, right, when you come home, what if I ain't wearing nothing but Nutella?" "Your double negatives make me want to kill you.” — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“Poor innocent me, just going about my business, then you raped me down the ear with your gun." Lindsay nicks the bottle, smirking just… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“Everyone always knows what they're doing," he says abruptly, still not looking up from his hands, the little plastic pot and the old tattoo… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“I like walking round London at night, I do it all the time. Not for no reason, just cos... it's home, innit? It's brilliant,… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“You warped me. I was a perfectly normal- -drug addicted bisexual hooker-fucking criminal. -perfectly normal sensible man with normal sensible urges before you.” — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“Still, Lindsay stops getting dressed, even though he's only half-done, because he gets this urge to ambush the kid with a hug. Just that,… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“You are not deep and complex. You're the most 2-D person I've ever met in my life. Miyazaki drew you and threw you straight… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“Valentine clears his throat. "So. Why can't you just say it?" "Say what?" "You know what." "It's hardly the time or place." "It is… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“It ain't embarrassing just thinking something's hot. You can be as sensible and respectable as you like through all the day and night but… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“There are people everywhere. Lindsay wants to be sick, it's like he can feel all their eyes on him, but he does it anyway… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“Ha ha ha. But what if, right, when you come home, what if I ain't wearing nothing but Nutella?" "Your double negatives make me… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“If I just open this window a bit, that man might put his finger up your bum. Wouldn't that be nice for you?” — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“You were always saying you were gonna shoot him," he mutters, but it's kind of half-hearted. "Stupid fucking little tit, he needs a bullet… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“Pip winds his arms up around Lindsay's neck and kisses him back, and this time he's the one to close his eyes and escape… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
“He tries again, swallowing hard to ease away the painful lump in his throat. "It's just important. I love you. I'm yours. I need… — Richard Rider Copy Share Image
