“If you cannot tell me another way, do not brand me a tyrant.”

“The night is darkening round me,The wild winds coldly blow;But a tyrant spell has bound me,And I cannot, cannot go.”

“Tell me you do not feel as I do and I will leave you and you may be with another.”

“Just tell me why; why the fucking why?" To which the universe would hollowly respond, "My ways cannot be known, oh man." Which is to say, "My ways do not make sense, nor do the ways of those who dwell in me.”

“Tell me what to do, Luce. Tell me what you want from me. Because I'll do it. I'd do anything," he said, putting his arms behind his neck and watching me like he was afraid I was going to disappear. "You want me to tell Adriana to go screw herself and never so much as look her way again? No problem. You want me to never talk to another woman for the rest of my life? I'll do it." Crossing the room, he stopped in front of me, grabbing the sides of my arms. "I'll do anything. Just tell me what to do.”

“Are you a slave? Then you cannot be a friend. Are you a tyrant? Then you cannot have friends.”