“Zoe : “I love him so much. How did I not realize this before, the way love grows over time,over experiences?”
“He wanted to keep things in, and all I wanted to do was get out.”
“Our love like this, grown while we committed crimes—it's going to destroy us.”
“Before I knew escape, life was something to be endured, passively. Now I hunger for it.”
“I stopped talking to people long before I'd figured out how to.”
“What man can hate or love well when he is drugged?”