I'm riding you with a slack rein, my pet, but don't forget that I'm riding with curb and spurs just the same.
I'd cut up my heart for you to wear if you wanted it.
I loved something I made up
Well, my dear, take heart. Some day, I will kiss you and you will like it. But not now, so I beg you not to be too impatient.
All she wanted was a breathing space in which to hurt.
Perhaps - I want the old days back again and they'll never come back, and I am haunted by the memory of them and of the world falling about my ears.