“Nana used to say whenever you start feeling like the world is taking a bite out of you, bite back by counting your blessings.”

“We’re always alone. You can be in a crowded room and still feel the bite of loneliness. Personally, I find that it bites deepest whenever others are around.”

“He paused until she locked eyes with him. “Count, Livia. Count out loud when you come for me.”“Two, oh, three, God, oh, God.”“Screw the biting. Just please, just more,” she begged.“Biting is next,” he said.By the time he was nibbling circles, she was counting again. “Four—your hands, use your hands.”“Five…six…seven. I’m never going to stop…” She was almost panicked in her frenzy.”

“People say, "Reality bites!" I hope you don't wait until it bites you because when it does, it hurts like hell.”

“Do the things that you always wanted to, without me there to hold you back, don't think just do, more than anything I want to see you go, take a glorious bite out of the whole world”

“and you go on toward your ocean, the cigar biting your lips the way love used to.”