Your craving should be for me, angel, not an orgasm. For my body, my hands. Eventually, you won't be able to come without my skin touching yours.

Maybe there were people out there whose love could survive anything, but mine was fragile. It needed to be nurtured in order to thrive and grow.

There's nothing like a little Gideon therapy to make things look up.

I loved the way he kissed me, as if he had to, as if he'd go crazy if he didn't and had nearly waited too long.

Because of you, the world makes sense to me in a way it didn't before. I have a place now, with you.

I'll kill for you, give up everything i own for you...but i won't give you up.

B.O.B. and I have a longtime understanding - when we're done with each other, we know exactly which one of us has been used, and it isn't me. Good night Gideon.