I don't know if real courage lies in storming barricades or simply not denying the truth.

I’m not going to let go of you. I’m going to hold you all night. So go ahead and feel whatever you feel. If you’re still craving cocaine, go ahead. You’re safe. You can crave it all you want, but I won’t let go, and if you still feel like you can’t trust yourself in the morning, and it’s what you want, I’ll drive you to rehab myself. Okay?" ~ Max

I'm a thirty-something gay man with a dodgy heart. I sell books for a living. Who wants to read about that?

I hadn't liked him at first. He did sort of grow on you after a while. Like the cosmopolitans. Or maybe because of the cosmopolitans.

I'm not insane. This is very simple, very straightforward. Provided he doesn't kill me, its foolproof.

I thought I recognized you." Really? He remembered me looking like Swamp Thing? How flattering.

Drink your coffee -- people in Africa are sleeping.