It's only the body that's gone. Only the body. There's a part that doesn't go in the ground, a part that stays inside you forever.

Who knew that listening to a guy sleep could be so much deeper than sleeping with a guy.

Men are the weak ones, luv. Didn't you know? Oh, you make a lot of noise, but its the women who are strong. Where it counts. In 'ere.

Because just for a few seconds, someone else hurts, too. For just a few seconds, I'm not alone.

Had you but seen it, I promise you, your high-minded principles would have melted like candle wax. Never would you have wished such beauty away.

Why do you write?' Because I love words and stories so much. Because I would be grief stricken every day of my life if I couldn't write. Because I'm obsessed and compelled. Because I'd be utterly useless at anything else.

He's wearing boots, a kilt, and a long-sleeve tee. No coat, even though it's December. Beautiful people don't need coats. They've got their auras to keep them warm.