“I'll never recover”

“I'll die loving you, Ava.”

“I'm making it my mission objective. I'll do anything.”

“You're so handsome." I mumble dreamily, as he starts working the cream over every inch of my back. "I think I'll keep you forever.”

“You know, I was going to go home and cry into my Haagen-Dazs, Bridgette Jones style, but I think I'll just hang around for a bit. You mind?”

“You better stop with the blah-fucking-zay shit now, or I'll shove this fork so far up your arse, you'll be chewing metal. What question are you considering?”

“Where you're concerned, I'll try my best, Ava. I already told you, I've waited too long for you. You're my little piece of heaven. Nothing will rob you from me. Nothing.”