“And why was it that some guys had tears in them and some had no tears at all? Different boys lived by different rules.”
“Why should one feel it to be intolerable unless one had some kind of ancestral memory that things had one been different?”
“Tears have a whole different melody, didn't they? without the pain threaded through them?_______ nineteen minutes .”
“This kiss was of a different taste. Instead of the raw, angry, tear-salted heat we had both felt before, it was a kiss of pure adoration and was very, very sweet.”
“This late age of the world’s experience had bred in them all, all men and women, a well of tears.”
“And most of the wreckage revolves around two guys. Two guys that, for totally different reasons, are tearing me up inside. Two guys I want. Two guys I can’t have. Two guys I can’t stop thinking about.”