“You know your chances with me always get worse, the more you talk.” And Kelly finally shut up. For a block, anyway...”

“-You finally get it. -Get what? -That I'm yours. That you can take me anywhere, anytime, anyway. That you own every piece of me..”

“..."you finally get it."...... "get what?"..."That I'm yours... that you can take me... anywhere, anytime, anyway. That you own every peice of me.”

“As she left my room I knew I should shut up. But you know when you should shut up because you really should just shut up...but you keep on and on anyway? Well, I had that.”

“Then the trembling starts to get worse. This must be how they begin, he thinks. Freak-outs. Breakdowns. Crack-ups. Eventually shut-ins and finally cross-offs. But first the cover-up . . .”

“Stop a minute and listen. I know I'm asking the impossible from you, but for once in your life, shut your mouth and open your ears." "I'm not the one talking." Kyrian snarled at him. "Don't get smart with me." "You want me stupid?" "Nick....”