“If you can’t make a mistake, you can’t make anything.”
“Don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t do something. Make your own victories. Make your own mistakes.”
“You forget who submits, Eva,” he said gruffly. “I’ve given up control for you. I’ve bent and adjusted for you. I’ll do anything to keep you and make you happy. But I can’t be tamed or topped. Don’t mistake indulgence for weakness.”
“I just need to get you to the point where you can’t think about anything except what I’m making you feel”
“I’ll do anything you want to make this happen between us … I can’t lose you again. It hurts too fucking much.”
“Fantasy is like jam. . . . You have to spread it on a solid piece of bread. If not, it remains a shapeless thing . . . out of which you can’t make anything.”