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.

What about my rights? What about a person's privacy? Did all that just go to hell after 9/11?

I figured anybody who talked about church as much as she did was using it a little like cocaine anyhow.

Deep down, everyone wants the truth.

A jealous husband is an ugly thing.