“No, it is actually. Life and death are less life-and-death than love is." -Nora”

“Welcome to the world of being owned. You'll like it. Until you hate it." Nora”

“His name is Spanks for Nothing. It’s destiny. We belong together.” -Nora”

“I know you want to fuck me. And I know you wish you didn’t. So how about we compromise and you can sit here and say, ‘No, Nora,’ ‘Don’t, Nora,’ ‘Stop, Nora,’ and I’ll ignore all those protests and slide right down on your cock anyway? And I’ll do it because no and don’t and stop aren’t your safe word. So you can finally get fucked and still sleep like a baby in your big lonely bed tonight feeling all clean and shiny and virginal because, after all, you did say ‘no’ and that awful Nora Sutherlin just wouldn’t listen.”

“K-dar," Nora said and tapped the side of her nose. "Kinksters can smell it on each other.”

“Hurt but do not harm?” Zach asked. “What’s the difference?” “Hurt is a bruise on the outside.” Nora sipped her mineral water delicately. “Harm is a bruise on the inside. If you’re a masochist, pain feels like love to you. Not being hurt is what hurts.”

“Was there any woman in the world quite like Nora? He was so glad she existed; even more glad there was only one of her.”