“You are a slut, you're my slut.”

“I love you ... You're mine ... And you're not leaving me ever again... I really am so sick and tired of trying to live without you.”

“No need to take it out on me that you're so wrinkled you have to screw your hat on.”

“I think I've had a shit, Shaya." The poor woman sounded distressed and mortified. "Have I, Grace? Don't lie to me." "No, you haven't.""I have, you're lying. Is she lying, Lydia?""No," Lydia quickly said, "you haven't, I promise.”

“I've got a better idea. I'll stay here and you can sit on my face while I eat my way to your heart.”

“For God's sake, Connor, will you leave my fucking belly button the fuck alone and either move up a fucking bit or down a fucking bit!”

“You’re all there is for me, Taryn. I’m broken baby. You know that. Before you… it was like those bits of me were just scattered all over the place. I’ve never felt whole. Not until you. You hold those pieces together. It’s not an exaggeration when I say you hold my sanity in your hands. Without you, I’d fall apart.”