I look at her wish we could go inside and make love on the couch. Dive inside each other. Take each other. Make each other. Nothing happens, though.

It was a style not of perfection, but warmth. Even mistakes had a good feeling about them

The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both.

Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of destruction.

Ed?" Ritchie says later. We're still standing in the water. "There's only one thing I want." "What's that, Ritchie?" His answer is simple. "To want.

He prefers not to ruin things with any more questions. What it is is what it is.

The Gunman is useless. I know it. He knows it. The whole bank knows it.