Only someone who had experienced such bitter despair would be able to recognize it in another.

Why is life so difficult for some people and not for others? Why do some people have to struggle so much?

You can keep a bunch of crabs in a shallow container, and none of them will escape. Because as soon as one of 'em tries to climb out, the others pull him back in." -Hardy

He was unbelievably hard. Everywhere. He was in control, infinitely stronger, and he wanted me to know it. -Ella

For thousands of nights I dreamed of making love to you. No man on earth has ever hated sunrise as I do.

Ah, there’s the governess voice. All stern and disapproving. It makes me feel like a naughty schoolboy.

You don’t annoy me.” Carefully he rebuttoned the placket of her shirt. “I thought you did, at first. But now I realize it was more like the feeling you get when your foot’s been asleep. And when you start moving, the blood coming back into it is uncomfortable . . . but also good. Do you understand what I mean?” “Yes. I make your feet tingle.” A smile came to his lips. “Among other things.