A real fighter never cries, never lets the weight of any blow bring him down. Except that final blow, the inevitable one, but even then they always go out like men.

You were the missing piece of my soul, the breath in my lungs, and the blood in my veins.

There is a stark difference between fear and uncertainty, Sarai. You fear nothing but are uncertain of everything.

I tried to will them with my super mental powers so he’d put them around my waist, but apparently I had no super mental powers.

I say that I'm not into you like that, Camryn, because..," he pauses, searching my face, looking at my lips for a moment as if deciding whether or not he should kiss them again, "...because you're not the girl I could only sleep with once.

But the heart has a mind of its own and it always gets what it wants, especially when it's dying.

I want to do everything with you