I had to bite back a laugh. "Cary Taylor. Loving you isn't a character defect." Chapter 12, pg 213

If souls could be mated with wishes, ours would be inextricably entwined.

Oh, Eva." He rubbed his cheek against my damp face. "I must've wished for you so hard and so often you had no choice but to come true.

As a writer, it's disheartening to write books that you pour your soul into and not have them distributed widely enough to find their audience.

Day One of my life was the day I met you.

Angel, a crowd of millions couldn’t hide you from me. I found you once. I’ll always find you.

Romance isn't in my repertoire, Eva. But a thousand ways to make you come are. Let me show you.

People get over love. They can live without it, they can move on. Love can be lost and found again. But that won't happen for me. I won't survive you, Eva.

I want you too much. I want you with me, in my life, in my bed. If i can have that, nothing else matters.

You’re the greatest risk I’ve ever taken.” His pressed his lips gently to mine. “And the greatest reward.

I can't go long without you either, Eva. You're an addiction...my obsession.

If you claim to be a real friend then be real in your soul. If you claim to be fake then be an enemy instead.

We tend to deny our humanity because in accepting the fullness of it, we would need to confess how little we’ve done with it.

Every way he turned, his past was detonated, revealing tunnels and alternative routes under the packed, settled earth of the present.

Give tax breaks to large corporations, so that money can trickle down to the general public, in the form of extra jobs.

All theatre has truth, from Theatre in Education to panto to Shakespeare.

There is not anti-semitism as an ideology. The civilized world must think that anti-semitism is stupid.

War should only be declared by the authority of the people, whose toils and treasures are to support its burdens, instead of the government which is to reap its fruits.

Human thought by its nature is capable of giving, and does give, absolute truth, which is compounded of a sum-total of relative truths.

To the proud the slightest repulse or disappointment is the last indignity.

But there are no loners. No man lives in a void. His every act is conditioned by his time and his society.