“To make you hate meThe impossible taskWasn't as hardAs I'd hoped”
“Hope is the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard.”
“I don't like hope very much. In fact, I hate it. It's the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard. It's bad news. The worst. It's sharp sticks and cherry bombs. When hope shows up, it's only a matter of time until someone gets hurt.”
“I'd heard a saying about meth, that it took you down one of three roads: jail, the psych ward, or death.”
“Besides, if one little kiss makes her a slut, I'd hate to know what that makes you.”
“I hope you’re not planning on kicking me,” he said,not even bothering to look up from his book, “as hardas you did those doors.”“I will,” I said, “if the next words out of your mouthare Pierce, you just need to relax.”