You changed the rules of the universe when you fell in love with the enemy.

No, really. I free you.' I don't want to be free.

I've always wanted to be a cat. Warm and domesticated when you want to be, wild when you don't.

It was strange how words meant something when they came out of your mouth. Inside your head they were safe and silent, but once they were outside, people grabbed hold of them.

I didn't understand that when you make love, you actually do MAKE love. Stir things. Affect each other. The breath that escapes from me is dazzled. He breathes it in with a gasp.

The light is heart-breaking.

Don't think you have to be good because you're the only one left. Be as bad as you like.