There's no original evil left in the world. Everyone's just recycling pain. (257)

Plenty of people who survive tragedies end up ambivalent about danger--frightened by it, yet strangely drawn to it.

There's no original evil left in the world. Everyone's just recycling pain. (257)

The good guys had to operate on a higher level than the killers--just for society to keep track of who was who.

The irrational thoughts were the ones with the power to burn holes in your gut.

...Some people hurt so much they can't take what they need, even when someone wants to give it to them. (106)

My throat tightened, but I held back the tears and reminded myself that withdrawing from a woman is no different than kicking a drug; you feel shaky and you want it, but eventually the need passes, and you feel restored.