“How long has it been since someone touched part of you other than your body?”

“You know that smell, when you put your nose up to a pine tree?" I told her I did perfectly. "No matter how long it has been, you always will. Like you are storing a part of that tree in your own body. ... Everything stays true. You are yourself, no matter how much you have to change.”

“If someone has a gun and is trying to kill you, it would be reasonable to shoot back with your own gun. Not at the head, where a fatal wound might result. But at some other body part, such as a leg.”

“Whatever the reason, if you've been overweight, studies show that your body tends to stimulate your appetite more than the body of someone who's always been thin, and it simultaneously signals the body to protect fat stores. In other words, your bastard subconscious and those stupid fucking glands are conspiring against you.”

“She wondered how long it had been since someone had really cared about him, and showed it.”

“How long has it been since you’ve slept?” Chase asked.“I sleep.” Not much.“How long since you’ve slept more than an hour here and there?”“I do not require a mother.”Chase lifted a brow. “Perhaps a wife, then?”Bourne wished Chase were in the damn ring, too.”