“Two words would comprehend my future -- death and hell: existence, after losing her, would be hell.”
“Existence, after losing her, would be hell”
“Death was in his eyes and hell would follow.”
“After the death of my marriage, I was hell-bent on keeping the bird-of-paradise alive. I would take it slowly. Plants first. And if everything went well, then I'd move on to people.”
“Stupidity isn't punishable by death. If it was, there would be a hell of a population drop.”
“But why would Victor and Robert take her? And how the hell did two old men subdue a teenage girl anyway?”