“I didn't want to... want. The more you wanted, the further you had to fall.”
“I told you, I want more than this. I want to be with you. I want to be your lover." I swore, digging my hands into my hair. "I'm falling for you, Chloe.”
“...when I chose you, I didn't want the commonplace - I didn't want a 'partner' - I wanted a shrine...”
“...didn't want you to think that I looked at you as nothing more than an orgasm machine.”
“I know what you want. You want a story that won't surprise you. That will confirm what you already know. That won't make you see higher or further or differently. You want a flat story. An immobile story. You want dry, yeastless factuality.”
“I'm sorry, I say. I didn't give you everything you wanted. I wasn't everything you wanted. You were everything I wanted.”