“I’m going to be thrown out of Paradise tomorrow, Beatrice. Our only hope is that you find me afterward. Look for me in Hell.”

“Teach me, Beatrice. I'll enroll in your university as your student. Teach me how to care for you.”

“Paul is waiting... I told you Fuck Paul. You're my Beatrice. You belong to me ”

“Addictive personalities can latch on to anything: drugs, alcohol, sex, people…what if you become addicted to me?”“I am already addicted to you, Beatrice. Only you’re far more dangerous than cocaine.”

“You can’t do it, can you? Your skin remembers me, and so does your heart. You told them to forget, but they can’t. Remember me, Beatrice. Remember your first.”

“Look at me and tell me it meant nothing to you, and I will let you go.”

“There was no one else. My arms were full even when I was alone. But if you were to tell me you’d fallen in love with someone else and that you were happy, I’d let you go. Even though it would break me.” He grimaced and dropped his voice to a whisper. “I’ll love you forever, Julianne, whether you love me or not. That’s my Heaven. And my Hell.”