“Don't botherMe with promises. Vows are cheaply manufactured,come with no guarantees.Don't bother to say youloveme. The word is indefinable.Joy to some, heartbreakto others, depending oncircumstance. Thereis evidence that the emotioncan make a person live longer,evidence it can kill you early.I think it's akin toa deadlydisease. Or at least some exotic fever. Catch it, andyou'd better, quick, swallowsome medication to use as a weaponagainst the fire ravagingbody and soul.”

“...and he's wearing some exotic cologne that makes me want to eat him.”

“Say a Hail Mary for me. I could use some forgiveness.”

“It's probably weird to think about an addiction like it's a sentient being, but that's how it feels. Like it's something living inside you. Something you can't get rid of because killing it means killing you.”

“I can't change what has happened in the past, Kaeleigh. I can only promise to make the future better.”

“Was I saved, or was fate simply too damn busy killing other people that day to catch up to me, too?”

“ParadiseA concept embraced by almost every culture. A land of peace and harmony. Some say itdoesn't belong to the earth, that there is no Shangri-la, no utopianwilderness for the living.”