I always thought fainting showed an inherent weakness of character, but I understood it now. It was an act of self-preservation. Confronted by emotion too extreme to handle, the body shuts down to keep from running around like a chicken with its head cut off, potentially injuring itself.
It‘s funny how, when things seem the darkest, moments of beauty present themselves in the most unexpected places.
You can’t save people from themselves. You can only try to wake them up.
How dare the embodiment of her worst nightmare come packaged as her hottest fantasy?
There should be a vaccine against Adam Black. And all women should be given it at birth.
Her absence in my life was so painful that it was a presence.
But then we so rarely understand the value of what we possess until it’s gone.
People treat you as badly as you let them treat you. Key word there: let.
I’m here. You’re safe now. It’s okay to remember. They can never hurt you again.
I’ve spent enough time behind a bar that I’ve formed a few opinions about what people wear and what it says about them. Guys who wear black from head to toe fall into two categories: they want to be trouble, or they are trouble.
My breathing was shallow and my hands were fists. ‘Oh, yes, I’m going to have to kill you Barrons.’ I said coolly, Partly because, for the most miniscule sliver of an instant, while looking at those handcuffs, I’d imagined myself climbing back into bed and pretending I wasn’t cured yet.
Life is not black and white. The closes we ever get to either of those colors is wearing them.
Grief shared was grief lessened.
Dishonesty increases disorder exponentially. It’s hard enough to communicate when you’re telling the truth.
I hope they change my drugs soon. Whatever I’m on isn’t working.
But he didn’t need to seek visual confirmation of what he’d just heard to know she had. And the truth was, he couldn’t blame her. He’d not have let her die, either. He’d have moved mountains. He’d have battled God or Devil for his wife’s life. She’d betrayed him. He smiled faintly.
That part of his body was simply uncontrollable, apparently functioning in accordance to a single law of nature: She existed – he got a hard-on.
Do you think love just goes away? Pops out of existence when it becomes too painful or inconvenient, as if you never felt it?
He had a come-and-get-me-baby-I’m-pure-trouble-and-you’re-gonna-love-it kind of attitude.
Abruptly, she knew that after this night she was never going to be the same again. Nothing was ever going to be the same. Oh, yes, the man could define himself as the dawning of an epoch if he wanted to. There was, quite simply, before Adam and after Adam.