“Well, Gascon, I'm going to miss your long blue hair. How on earth will I find you in a crowd now?”

“As Qhuinn looked at his best friend's handsome face, he felt as if he'd never not known that red hair, those blue eyes, those lips, that jaw. And it was because of their long history that he searched for something to say, something that would get them back to where they had been. All that came to him was . . . I miss you. I miss you so fucking bad it hurts, but I don't know how to find you even though you're right in front of me.”

“You've maddened me for you...have changed everything. So, I'm going to f*ck you long and hard, beauty, because if I'm to be enslaved by you-I want to be your master as well. ”

“Let's stick together.""Well, you're going to have to wait here for me there: I'm going to the bathroom.""But how long are you going to be?""Oh, three hours?""Rocky . . . ”

“Oh, I burned it with my straightener.”“You burned your leg with your straightener? How long is your leg hair?”

“The earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.”