“He said my name the way diabetics talked about hot fudge sundaes.”

“Mom, he was fucking my mother. He's a motherfucker! - Sleeping with the Fishes”

“— Es tan sutil como un ladrillo en la frente. Volveré.— Esto es genial. Un Terminator no muerto, simplemente lo que necesito enmi vida. Dale a Sinclair una bonita patada en las pelotas de mí parte.”

“I am anxious. I am always anxious. I should change my name to Anxiety Dickinson. I am anxious about my little sister. My big sister. My mother. Myself. Life. I am anxious about what to wear, what to eat, what to say, how to breathe.”

“Me a Basseri legend? Saints, how sad must their lives be if I was the best thing they had to talk about?”

“...But that is not my scene and I'm outta here."His hand shot out and grabbed me above the elbow. "Indeed, but you'll accompany me, I think." The stone face cracked and he almost smiled. "I insist on the pleasure of your company. We have much to talk about." "My ass!”

“He flashed the warmest smile I'd ever seen, and my heart felt comforted. Maybe D.J. saw my insecurities, my fears. Maybe he knew God still had a lot of work to do in my life before I'd be good girlfriend material.Or maybe, just maybe, he saw beyond all that and simply wanted to flirt with the wedding coordinator instead of rehearse for the big night.I did my best to relax...and let him.”