It's an either/or world now.

That's what you do when the curtain is falling--you give the line that the audience wants to hear.

I stare at her. I've always known that it's impossible to argue with Belinda, not because she's particularly good at it, but because she's so bad at it- that there is no common ground to work from. She simply sees the world she wants to see it and no amount of logic can change her mind.

You're mortal, and only a mortal can afford to be romantic. When we conquered death, we murdered love.

As long as you draw breath anywhere -here or ten thousands miles from here- I will love you. I can't help loving you, so I choose to hate you...to make my love bearable.

There are things that are too terrible to remember, and there are things that are almost too wonderful to recall.

Miss Marks, you see, makes her living by...entertaining young, and not so young, sailors...or any other members of the armed forced, or civilians, who enjoy...being entertained by ladies who...entertain.