You're Mac, and I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters.

We will K‘Vruck the world.

Strength wasn‘t about being able to do everything alone. Strength was knowing when to ask for help and not being too proud to do it.

I am so lonely without you, Aedan," Jane said simply. "You truly want me?" "More than anything. I'm only half without you." "Then you are my woman." His words were finality, a bond he would not permit broken. She had given herself to his keeping. He would never let her go. "And you'll never leave me?" she pressed. "I'll stay with you for all of ever, lass." Jane's eyes flared, and she looked at him strangely. "And then yet another day?" she asked breathlessly. "Oh, aye.

For what other reason would you have me save you? Because I like you? Better to be useful than liked.

One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can’t breathe around it and you realize you don’t need air. Oxygen is trivial. Desire makes life happen. Makes it matter. Makes everything worth it. Desire is life. Hunger to see the next sunrise or sunset. To touch the one you love. To try again.

You can't go forward if you're looking backward. You run into walls that way.