“Oh for love of the Gods, thought Jim. The last thing I need right now is philosophical discussion with a madman, on a snowy roof, about the merits of capitalism.”
“Oh my God, she was retarded and I was going to kill Jim.”
“God, I needed you," he murmured. "I can't even tell you how many times I thought about this. The funny thing is, I don't need you any less now. I think I need you more."~Shane~”
“I figure if there is a God, She's good and surged right now about the state of things down here.”
“I am beginning to remember what it means to need things. Laughter. Companionship. Love. "He leant forward and pressed his forehead to mine. "And I need you, Merit.”
“Oh so i was right last night then. Unlike me, she has your love.”