People often believed they were safer in the light, thinking monsters only came out at night.
I'm telling you, monsters aren't born, they're made.
Love does not always begin or end the way we wish it would.
He couldn't say it. He couldn't tell her how much she had come to mean to him. She could destroy him with her rejection. If she had feigned her feelings for him - if he'd bought into her lies and her quest for freedom... He wasn't sure what he would do. He could hurt her.
Some men don't eat pussy. I think those men are pussies.
This isn't a romance. You're not a damsel in distress and I'm not the handsome prince come to save you.