Come on! Don't hold back," Christian said. "I'm not, " Lissa protested. "You are too! I've seen you knock on a door harder than you're hitting me. " "That's a ridiculous metaphor. " "And, " he added, "you aren't aiming for my face. " "I don't want to leave a mark!" "Well, at the rate we're going, there's no danger of that, " he muttered

I, had an excellent instructor. One that you currently have locked up. If you want to talk about skills going to waste, then go look in your own jail.

Every relationship is different. Everyone loves differently.

Life, unfortunately, doesn't seem to care what we want.

Life’s like that. As we grow and change, some things we’ve experience before take on new meaning. It’ll happen for the rest of your life.

ARE YOU CRAZY?" I ASKED. He gave me the same wordless look he always did when I asked that question.

Life and death were so unpredictable. So close to each other. We existed moment to moment, never knowing who would be the next to leave this world.