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

I love you," Jake whispered. "Are you strong enough for this?" I made myself comfortable. Said over my shoulder, "Sure." "Would you tell me if you weren't?" I grinned. "Maybe. I can't think of a nicer way to commit suicide." "That's good. I can't think of a more pleasant way to commit murder.

I never meant to get involved with you, Adrien. Rest easy; you're not.

Knowing and believing are two different things.

All cynics are disappointed idealists. The more stars in the eyes, the harder the fall.

I didn't approve of murder on general principles. Not even of people who seemed to go around begging for it.

We were locked onto each other as though we had just discovered this incredible thing you could do with two mouths pressing close and moist against each other. And the taste of him... Horrifyingly, unbearably sweet -- sweet in the way crack must feel hitting the bloodstream of an addict after years of staying clean.