“- "Why don't you like to be touched?" - "Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”
“You never cease to amaze me, Anastasia. After a day like today - or yesterday, rather - you're not whining or running off into the hills screaming. I am in awe of you. You're very strong.""You're a very good reason to stay," I murmur.”
“Part of my role is to look after your needs. You said you wanted me to stay, so here I am. And yet I find you like this.”
“Why don't you like to be touched" Ana whispered, staring up into soft grey eyes."Because I'm fifty shades of fucked-up, Anastasia”
“I never know what you're thinking. Sometimes you're so closed off... like an island slate. You intimidate me. That's why I keep quiet. I don't know which way your mood is going to go. It swings from north to south and back again in a nanosecond.”
“I can’t stay. I know what I want and you can’t give it to me, and I can’t give you what you need.”