But she wished she had had the guts to go up to him and say hello. Or possibly break his legs, she wasn't sure which.

From a purely physical standpoint she didn't have a chance, but her attitude was that death was better than capitulation.

Zalachenko...you're just an ordinary asshole who hates women.

Harley-Davidson," she said. "Sweet.

There is nothing to talk about" she said. "I'm just a freak that's all.

You're an entropic chaos factor

I'm aware of what you've done for me, and I'm not ungrateful. I appreciate that you actually showed yourself to be greater than your prejudices and have given me a chance here. But I don't want you for my lover, and you're not my father.