“Will you ever use common sense, I hear it comes pretty cheap. And if I speak more clearly, if I make more sense. Will you shut your mouth. You won't come across so dense. Close your eyes and then you free your mind.”

“To utter a word? no that will only heavy the air you breath, for your eyes speak more then your pretty mouth”

“Eyes,” he snapped. “On me, Mia. Always on me. You don’t come with your eyes closed. I want to see everything you have when I’m inside you. You don’t ever shut me out.”

“You've tormented my dreams and tortured my days. I hear your voice in other women's voices. The scent of your hair teases my senses…a memory I can't expunge. You haunt me, coming between me and my work and my pleasures, and so I'm going to exorcise you. I'm going to take you, to satiate myself with you until I no longer want you. Since you won't come to me freely, you'll come to me under duress, but come to me you will.”

“It was the first time I realized that your mind can’t always be trusted. If it can’t make sense of what you’re seeing, it will come up with an alternative scenario for you.”

“If you regain your senses, come see me, I will teach you how.” - Cara”