Because I realized during the past few days that I can’t leave doubt in anyone’s mind about to whom you belong. Especially not yours.

I figured I couldn't love you as much as I do, without you feeling something for me too.

It's a mistake, you know. You have no idea what you'll be exposed to...the obscenities and lewd comments, the lecherous gazes, the groping and pinching...and that's just my house. Imagine what it would be like here.

To Jack, there was nothing more powerful than a promise made over a handshake. He would have died ー literally chosen death ー before breaking his word.

The truth is, you can never really know a man until you've loaned him money. And you can never know a woman until you've slept in her bed.

I think the busiest people are often the loneliest.

I felt the kind of loneliness that can happen in a roomful of people when everyone but you seems to be in on the good time.