And your excuse?' I asked. 'I'm a sociopath; I don't have to be nice,' Nicky said. I gave him a look. 'You're mad at him.I can feel it; which means I really don't have to be nice to him.' 'I thought you were friends.' 'What part of sociopath didn't you understand?' he asked.

They say not to look back, but if you’re not sure what lies ahead, what else is there but looking back?

And the moment you care that much, a man has you. He owns a little piece of your soul, and he can beat you to death with it.

When in doubt, ignore and be horribly unimpressed

He said,'Trust yourself, mon ami. You are not your friend with his so-sad tale. And Anita is not human. Through us she is more than that. Both of us huddle around her humanity like it is the last candle flame in a world of darkness. But by our very love, we make her less human, and more.

So many of us had been armed that there were holsters and weapons scattered among the passed-out bodies like mercenary prizes in a fleshy Cracker Jack box.

Everyone wants to grow up to be a faerie princess. Trust me, It's overrated