“I became addicted to the guilt. The strange thrill of doing something so morbid, so off-color, and so completely wrong.”

“don't fly too close to the sun," Tess Calls. "you'll burn the tips of your wings. Stay right with me. i'll keep you safe.”

“And of course, there is always the F for failure. F for failing falling festering failure. F for fault. F for forgotten.”

“The explanation is that I consider cooking to be an act of love. I do enjoy the craft of cooking, of course, otherwise I would not have done so much of it, but that is a very small part of the pleasure it brings me. What I love is to cook for someone. To put a freshly made meal on the table, even if it is something very plain and simple as long as it tastes good and is not a ready-to-eat something bought at the store, is a sincere expression of affection, it is an act of binding intimacy directed at whoever has a welcome place in your heart. And while other passions in your life may at some point begine to bank their fires, the shared happiness of good homemade food can last as long as we do.”

“It was so powerful. I knew it was wrong, but it was addicting.”

“I was so thrilled about being human it took half a day for me to realize that Kelsey was nervously pulling away. What am I doing wrong?#Ren”

“Unlike guilt, which is the feeling of doing something wrong shame is the feeling of being something wrong.”