“All sorts of yayness floods my brain. Love is such a drug.”
“My brother broke into a toothy grin. "Yay! Your brain works!”
“My wish for you... is that your skeptic-eclectic brain be flooded with the light of truth.”
“And after awhile of this my brain and my body and every single inch of me that was alive was flooded with the feeling that I was starving, starving for Edmond.And what a coincidence, that was the feeling I loved best in the world.”
“To me, love was a drug. Jett was my drug.”