“Being kissed on the back of the knee is a moth at the windowscreen....”

“Moth: I gave you my life. Flame: I allowed you to kiss me.”

“The real glory is being knocked to your knees and then coming back. That's real glory. Thats the essence of it.”

“The Moth don't care when he sees The Flame. He might get burned, but he's in the game. And once he's in, he can't go back, he'll Beat his wings 'til he burns them black... No, The Moth don't care when he sees The Flame. . .The Moth don't care if The Flame is real, 'Cause Flame and Moth got a sweetheart deal. And nothing fuels a good flirtation, Like Need and Anger and Desperation... No, The Moth don't care if The Flame is real. . . ”

“…He kissed me so slowly with an open mouth and every single thing in my body - my skin, my collarbone, the hollow backs of my knees, everything inside of me filled up with light.”

“...out of the blue, he kissed me. Right in the middle of the Robert E. Lee Hotel Restaurant, he kissed me so slowly with an open mouth and every single thing in my body-my skin, my collarbone, the hollow backs of my knees, everything inside of me filled up with light.”